In the Mouth of the River I Stared into an Endless Glare The Moon Touched the Water As my Fingers Stroked the Air The Hiss of the Branches And the Leaves While the Wind Blows Through the Forest Tracks lead close To the Shores Northern Wolves run free Fog Over The Calm Current Rotten Leaves Engross the bottom Wolf River Runs Red Into the Sky No Trace of Stars Just the Feeling Of Remorse My Eyes Don't Seek The Light They Seek The Blood They watch for the Cold Life Faroth Forn GaurTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
