The Cult

The river

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I have travelled far
Unto this pagan hole
Where nothing is real
A place so pure as gold
She runs deep and strong
Twisting like a snake
A thousand miles long
A terror like a storm
On the river, on the river

Jangled tears
The shadows hold me near
Burn down the dawn

Deep inside my heart I can feel he is near me
Cold sweat drips down
Illusion and fear

On the river, on the river

Gunshot
River demon
Hands of love hands of treason
On the river, on the river

Turnaround, turnaround yeah turnaround
Beating the darkside, yeah
The darkside
Turnaround darkside yeah turnaound
Beating the darkside...

I have travelled far
Unto this pagan hole
Where nothing is real
A place so pure as gold
Deep inside my heart
I can feel he is near me
Cold sweat drips down
Illusion and fear
On the river...


Autor(es): Billy Duffy / Ian Astbury