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The Edge - Týr



     
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When I was sent to walk this long cold way
I'd never meant to take it all this far
Nobody told me I was bound to stray
You gave me visions and cut out this part
When the journey is over
Then what will remain
But a churchyard of angels
Don't need no glory
The bottle and I
Don't need no sympathy at all
As I hang on the edge
Don't need no glory
Till the river's run dry
I won't cry for sympathy as I
Hang on the edge
When your were shackles chances passed me by
I've broken free

Now I'm free falling
Laid down my arms as you laid down the lie:
Those words you didn't say when I was calling
Fingers bleed onto the ivory
They dance on the keys
To a churchyard of angels
Don't need no glory
The bottle and I
Don't need no sympathy at all
As I hang on the edge
Don't need no glory
Till the river's run dry
I won't cry for sympathy as I
Hang on the edge

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Týr is a folk metal band from the Faroe Islands. Their music can be described as a blend of viking, folk and significant progressive structures. The band incorporates many folk elements and melodies in their songs, spiced up by the musical inclusion of the islands' native folk structure. Their songs include many rhythm changes and complex time signatures. The project began in January 1998. Heri Joensen met his old bandmate, Kári Streymoy, at a party in Copenhagen, Denmark. Joensen suggested to Streymoy that they should meet up and jam.

Read more about Týr on Last.fm.


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