Evading from me My heart runs through the trees The cold wind that slays my face The darkness that embraces me When entering the woods The essence doesn't make me lonely In the scars on my face The past Now I can feel in the water, in the earth With eyes closed I can sense in the air Now I really understand My freedom When my pure blood flows Only will come When a burial wind will blow A burial wind will blow Even without a last howl The spear that was used for my glory Will be held in my handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
