Like
the wolves of Yelta
There was born a winter child
A soul so restless
A spirit so strong and wild
Through the northern lights
A celestial warrior child
It was coming through the universe
A red blue golden turquoise painted horse
Well they talked
to God
They said that He was there
Well they shaved his head
And then they stripped him bare
Just a kid on his knees
Some maggot put his hands on him
But no regrets, no remorse
He’s a red blue golden turquoise painted horse
With the eyes of
Judas
A gold silver Spanish blade
She cleaned his pockets
And Yamogha* began to fade
In the deep dark blue
The commandments weren’t for you
But no regrets, no remorse
He’s a red blue golden turquoise painted horse |
Now
you feel so hot
You just feel you have to move
And the pain of words
They hit and trickle down your face
Living on the edge, it never took too much room
But no regrets, no remorse
Just a red blue golden turquoise painted horse
Below Twisted Mountain
And the curtain of northern lights
His soul is restless
His spirit strong and wild
Now he shines like the sun, rising on an eagle’s
wings
No regrets, no remorse
He’s a red blue golden turquoise painted horse
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