Wings Wetted Down Lyrics - Blue Oyster Cult

Flights of black horseman 

Soar o'er the churches 

Pursued by an army of birds in the rain 

None of them can see the clouds 

The polished wings don't care 

Animal waves through the hazy 

Dreams full of pain 

Wings wetted down 

Stumbling on the ground 

It all turns around 

In the end, the end, the end 

The voices sound deadly 

Sometimes I hear 

Echoes of empires 

Spread throughout the sky 

Wings wetted down 

Stumbling on the ground 

It all turns around 

In the end, the end, the end 

Flights of black horseman 

Soar o'er the churches 

Pursued by an army of birds in the rain 

Wings wetted down 

It all turns around 

It all turns around 

In the end, the end, the end