Late one evening In a woodland hideaway I was gazing at worlds so far away When under the moon Something caught my eye I couldn’t say Had never seen its’ kind
Watching me from behind a lonely tree Face to face with uncertainty Misshapen figure, ashen silk hair Coal blackened eyes They haunted me
An abstract feeling crept upon me No escape I was frozen, could not run away Under its’ spell Losing my mind This can’t be real Not my time to die
Reaching out from behind that lonely tree Flesh to flesh, with probability I’d never see home This forest my grave Then to my surprise, it started to scream
Rising dawn came along to my relief Without a trace, vanished obscurely Not of our kind, ashen silk hair Coal blackened eyes They haunt me stillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
