nailah hunter through the din şarkı sözleri
fire in the home
he who cast the stone
flying to and fro
headed for the throne
find it wider still
castle on a hill
spilling over
I'm your clover
peel the petal down
round and round
and round
through the din grows
a vine, a vine, and a stone
a vine, a vine, and a sword
grown and groan
and grow
the wine
the wind
and the sword
