A shattered hope amongst the fallen leaves Fraught with emptiness Buried beneath a century of moss Feel the wind speak my name
Watch, as hands carve and forge Hewn of ancient blood and breath Forced to be, and left to rot for a new day
Endless companion of sorrow and guilt For now, I have only you
A guided hand Toward a broken spirit A forgotten land For which I crave and cannot hold
A whisper of a primal force I am coming home to a new dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
