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The River lyrics
Unto this pagan hole
Where nothing is real
A place so pure and cold
She runs deep and strong
Twisting like a snake
A thousand miles long
A terror like a storm
On the river, on the river
Oh, raining jangled tears
The shadows hold me near
Burn down the dawn
Now the furnace is gone, yeah
Oh, deep inside my heart
I can feel he is near me
Cold sweat drips down
Illusion and fear
On the river, yeah
On the river, yeah, yeah
A gunshot, a river demon
Baby burn down the citadel
Hands of love hands of treason
Oh, shift the doctor, ditch the bones
On the river, on the river
Turnaround, turnaround, yeah, turnaround
Beating the dark side, yeah, yeah, yeah
The dark side, yeah, yeah
Turnaround dark side yeah turn around
Give me the dark side, yeah, yeah
I have traveled far
Unto this pagan hole
Where nothing is real
A place so pure as gold
Deep inside my heart
I can feel he is near me
Cold sweat drips down
Illusion and fear
On the river, on the river, on the river
Unto this pagan hole
Where nothing is real
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