Diana by Hell Beach

Slowly rolling megalithic stones in rows. My soul keeps roaming, I know where I want to go. This body of mine is something I must leave behind to hold her hands tonight in Summerland.
Tear my heartache away, show me where my lover waits. Sweet Diana my dear, it’s been one day and a year. Spill my blood on the stone, keep and clean my lonely bones.
She went away, things will never be the same so stoke the fire. Build it higher, burn it brighter. King of the sun, aid me with your mighty lungs. Fill my sails and guide me through the veil.
The wild hunt is crashing towards me. I hear the fires of the forge howling louder than hell. I hear the sweetest everlasting voices lost on the breeze.

• Punk
• garage rock
• pop punk rock
• pop rock
• punk rock
• Manchester