( - "Now, come bloody winter rain, sending shivers to this place, cause this forest is alive, full of forsaken wind" )
A wanderer used to hide on the twilight every day With a torch as only guide, oblivion ruled his mind:
The Lord Of The Winter
Once awaken the forest wind, he summons the spirit of this land Skye's are getting grey, inspiration growing high!
On dead leaves I see destiny, it's full of your greediness, so I know I must stay on this season of cleansing rain Now the forest whispers my name, comforting me The shining drops helped me to stay into the waterfalls
Finished the ritual, the wanderer leaves the land Walking into a serpent path, he harvested the cold:
The Lord Of The Winter
To another time, another place...his steps he'll carry on, to seek the spirit and start the circle again
On dead leaves I see destiny, it's full of your greediness, so I know I must stay on this season of cleansing rain Now the forest whispers my name, comforting me The shining drops helped me to stay into the waterfallsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
