作词 : Eoin French

作曲 : Eoin French

It’s amour before we're lost

We test our peace

It’s your privateness that taunts

Right next to me

Taste this fatal avalanche

A monster me

Then I fade just like violence

Calling, passing, breathe.

With your hounds and wolves

Carry me to the sea

Give your thousand wounds to me

Maybe we're water and this is all salt

Though it never happened it tears us apart, apart

And in that light I cast alone

It feels like I was slipping off

With devils

With your hounds and wolves

Carry me to the sea

Give your thousand wounds to me

With your hounds and wolves

Carry me to the sea

Give your thousand wounds to me

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it

Your love is an island

I’m scorched in the sands of it...