歌词
Black leather gloves on soft thin hands.
Red Celtic knives, sharp as your touch. [CHORUS:]
HUNTING EA
GLE PROUDL
Y LAND ON
THIS ISLAN
D THAT'S M
Y HEART. Twin
Mirrors blue.
Cold lakes consealing
Fire. Red coral hair.
A dazzling ruby dome [CHORUS:]
HUNTING EA
GLE PROUDL
Y LAND ON
THIS ISLAN
D THAT'S M
Y HEART. E
LEGANCE CO
MBINED WIT
H GRACE DR
ESSED YOUR
MARBLE SMI
LING FACE. [SOLO:CHRIS]