Ricercata from The Clearing by Dead Kings of Norway
Tracklist
| 8. | Ricercata | 3:45 |
Lyrics
Pray this darkness isn't all there is
Cold men don't own no homes
Deep down in the darkness in the pond of old souls
Crow 'bout old wicker hands
Light 'em up in the starlight, spangled red
It's what lies in the heart of the old world,
What bubbles up in the troubles we buried deep in the dark
Don't speak this, it's not your time
These woods don't tell no lies
If we build it who will kill inside these crystal halls?
Does it offer to blossom or do we fill it alone?
Don't speak this, it's not your time
These woods don't tell no lies
It's what we can't bring in
In the deepest part, in the thick of the rustling din
It's the silent meadow, it's the hush that hangs like a warning cry
Don't speak this, it's not your time
These woods don't tell no lies
Credits
Lyrics and music by Tim Kraack
Drums by Alexa Hunt
Additional vocals by Sarah Bassett







