Lyrics Wolven Storm - English - Marcin Przybyłowicz
These
scars
long
have
yearned
for
your
tender
caress
To
bind
our
fortunes,
damn
what
the
stars
own
Rend
my
heart
open,
then
your
love
profess
A
winding,
weaving
fate
to
which
we
both
atone
You
flee
my
dream
come
the
morning
Your
scent
- berries
tart,
lilac
sweet
To
dream
of
raven
locks
entwisted,
stormy
Of
violet
eyes,
glistening
as
you
weep
The
wolf
I
will
follow
into
the
storm
To
find
your
heart,
its
passion
displaced
By
ire
ever
growing
hardening
into
stone
Amidst
the
cold
to
hold
you
in
a
heated
embrace
You
flee
my
dream
come
the
morning
Your
scent
- berries
tart,
lilac
sweet
To
dream
of
raven
locks
entwisted,
stormy
Of
violet
eyes,
glistening
as
you
weep
I
know
not
if
fate
would
have
us
live
as
one
Or
if
by
love's
blind
chance
we've
been
bound
The
wish
I
whispered,
when
it
all
began
Did
it
forge
a
love
you
might
never
have
found?
You
flee
my
dream
come
the
morning
Your
scent
- berries
tart,
lilac
sweet
To
dream
of
raven
locks
entwisted,
stormy
Of
violet
eyes,
glistening
as
you
weep
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