.The book of love, that sacred place
Where we walk tall, or in disgrace
Who tills the ground on which we tread
Who gives us all our daily bread
The spirit woken from its sleep
The demon stirring from the deep
Whose gates at dawn we all must pass
The last one first, the fir.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔