Lyrics
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
As childhood died the old year
Made the soldier reappear
The ash embowered night and day
As at the gate she prayed
"Wyman, am I worthy?
Speak your wordle to me"
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
And drisk shrouded in its cloak
Holway, river, brook and oak
All souls under Orlam's reign
Made passage for the born again
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
So look behind, look before
Life knocking at death's door
And teake towards your dark haired Lord
Forever bleeding with the word
So look before and look behind
Life and death, all intertwined
And teake towards your dark haired Lord
Forever bleeding with the word
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
