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Wrists Of Kings Lyrics & Chords By Isis
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Now your blood travels though the veins of our history
It bursts forth in boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings
Your shadow lengthens as time draws on
Its tendrils creep into mythic cracks, blending with the light of day
We see it now before us. But even so we cannot read the lies between the lines