Lirieke: The Cult. White.
White
Shining
Shining brightly
Pure crystal snow
White
Oh, virgin
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
White
Yeah, white
Shining
Shining bright
Snow is crystal the fire is cold
I sit back watch the sun turns gold
In the mornin' love is healing
Warms the frost deep in my bones and then your Mamma said
White
White
It's shining
Shining bright
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
The hunter sits on a pure white stallion
A hawk in flight, the bow in his hand
A deer approaches at the edge of the forest
The arrow flies, blood on the snow
Said Mamma, said
White
Yeah, white
Shining
Shining brightly
White
White
Shining
Shining bright
Blood on the snow
Said Mamma, said
White
Shining
Shining bright
White
White
Shining
Snow is crystal
Love is pure
I look out and see a hawk in flight
The forest awaits me, the keel awaits me
I reel back watch the sun turn to gold
Earth in the mother said white
Sure crystal clear
Yeah, virgin white
Wilderness, lost to us
Wilderness, we reach out
Wilderness, we must embrace you once more
Woh
Yea yeah
Yeah
White
Oh, yeah
Shining brightly
Snow is pure now
When the Barbarians approach on the frontiers of a civilization
It is a sign of a crisis in that civilization
When the Barbarians come not with weapons of war
But with songs and icons of peace
It is a sign of the crisis in one of a spiritual nature
That's a spiritual nature
We have forgotten our spiritual nature
'Cause we are wrapped up in too much shit all day, all night
Can you give me
White
Shining bright
White, yeah
Kiss the earth, said Mamma, said white
Earth motherfucker said white
Aoaw
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
White
White, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Aoaw
Yeah, white
Ooh, shining
Shining bright
Shining
Shining brightly
Earth mother
Cool pure crystal virgin
Said white
Umm hmm
White
Oh, white
Yeah, white
White
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Said white
Natural earth mother
White
The snow virgin crystal
White
City draggin' me down
That's gray
Life is gray
Gotta get the rhythm
Don't tell me what I'm feelin'
Aow
White
Ohh, white
Ohh, white
Ooh yeah, white
Funky white
Aow
Ooh, white
Yea yea
Shining
Shining brightly
Pure crystal snow
White
Oh, virgin
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
White
Yeah, white
Shining
Shining bright
Snow is crystal the fire is cold
I sit back watch the sun turns gold
In the mornin' love is healing
Warms the frost deep in my bones and then your Mamma said
White
White
It's shining
Shining bright
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
The hunter sits on a pure white stallion
A hawk in flight, the bow in his hand
A deer approaches at the edge of the forest
The arrow flies, blood on the snow
Said Mamma, said
White
Yeah, white
Shining
Shining brightly
White
White
Shining
Shining bright
Blood on the snow
Said Mamma, said
White
Shining
Shining bright
White
White
Shining
Snow is crystal
Love is pure
I look out and see a hawk in flight
The forest awaits me, the keel awaits me
I reel back watch the sun turn to gold
Earth in the mother said white
Sure crystal clear
Yeah, virgin white
Wilderness, lost to us
Wilderness, we reach out
Wilderness, we must embrace you once more
Woh
Yea yeah
Yeah
White
Oh, yeah
Shining brightly
Snow is pure now
When the Barbarians approach on the frontiers of a civilization
It is a sign of a crisis in that civilization
When the Barbarians come not with weapons of war
But with songs and icons of peace
It is a sign of the crisis in one of a spiritual nature
That's a spiritual nature
We have forgotten our spiritual nature
'Cause we are wrapped up in too much shit all day, all night
Can you give me
White
Shining bright
White, yeah
Kiss the earth, said Mamma, said white
Earth motherfucker said white
Aoaw
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
White
White, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Aoaw
Yeah, white
Ooh, shining
Shining bright
Shining
Shining brightly
Earth mother
Cool pure crystal virgin
Said white
Umm hmm
White
Oh, white
Yeah, white
White
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Said white
Natural earth mother
White
The snow virgin crystal
White
City draggin' me down
That's gray
Life is gray
Gotta get the rhythm
Don't tell me what I'm feelin'
Aow
White
Ohh, white
Ohh, white
Ooh yeah, white
Funky white
Aow
Ooh, white
Yea yea
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