Shadow stalk, were you lost Scavenging empty camps, dry as bone, quietly? Silent storms glow remote and light the seas In our eyes, you are frightening
Sheltered hunt, will you run to the tress? Or to the town, our stomping ground silently? Cabins stir face obscured, you watch us sleep In your eyes, we are frightening I won't run from you...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
