Identity - Swans
Now I'm Breathing The Breath Of GodAnd The Cold Wind Cleans My MindAnd I'm Standing In A Ring Of FireAnd My Heart Is Made Of LightAnd I Fly Across The Red MountainsAnd My Hands Contain The SkyAnd The Earth Rolls Away In DarknessAnd I Ride A Piece Of Light . . . 阅读详情