I am not of a single solemn entity But many, woven by the blood of the Old Wolf With oath, we gaze unto eternity, and the prophecy To protect the cycle, in which sets our world alight
Hidden behind rituals of fire, and blood It is within that flame I must extinguish A sword that layeth in the darkest of voids And roots that hold a child's heart
Bonded by ash and coal And with the crimson blood
The shadows are coming in waves Passed on through glints of glaring light And flickering flames
And flickering flames
Bonded by ash and coal And the crimson blood of the wolf of olde
Which sets our world alight Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |