A wolf made of smoke is counting the stars
Wearing a crown built from broken guitars
The mountain forgot how to hold up the sky
So it borrowed the wings of a creature that lies
Iron tide, rising high
We were born to never die
Iron tide, break the shore
We don't knock, we don't ask for more
A giant made of rust is sleeping in the sea
Dreaming up a war that was never meant to be
The ravens carry letters nobody wrote
Straight to a king who's only a coat
Iron tide, rising high
We were born to never die
Iron tide, break the shore
We don't knock, we don't ask for more
The river is made of a thousand old names
Burning like torches, forgetting the flames
A door in the ocean is waiting for none
We're already gone before we've begun
Iron tide, rising high
We were born to never die
Iron tide, break the shore
We don't knock, we don't ask for more
Iron Tide Никитаев Алексей Котомин Кирилл
© Copyright: Кирилл Кот, 2026
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