The Wounded Kings — The Swirling Mist lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "The Swirling Mist" by The Wounded Kings.

Lyrics

The rising, the swirling… mist*
Forming halos around your head
Cold black fingers… reaching
Caress, caress of the dead
Eyes open wide
Searching for an answer
The rising tide
Eyes open wide
Searching for an answer