Tottele Lyrics & Chords By Höyry-kone

In a late evening Dark, but not so dark, Out to the river, we walked A strange river, to us In strange fields, in a valley – As strangers we strolled to the Water, as...read more

The midsummer fire was made by the Friction Of a wheel spun around An oaken axle A wheel tarry and lit, A wheel rolled down A slope into a pool, A wheel borne on a pole, ...read more

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Gustavson Fear like the pain of growing setting off the thu-nderstorm The alter-natives being the borders and betweens of confusion and reformation Fear like the lonely...read more

My veins ran thick with petrol My rulers bled me I fell as I was felled before – when I was wood and knew no Evil Pipes and Wells ran like a Wen, steel...read more