作词 : Marcin Przybylowicz

作曲 : 无

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 w