The Wolven Storm

The Wolven Storm

歌手:袁莉媛

所属专辑:巫师3

发行时间:2021-11-20

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[00:25.20]These scars long have yearned for your tender caress. To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own

[00:38.80]Rend my heart open, then your love profess. A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone

[00:50.90]You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet

[01:03.30]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

[01:17.10]The wolf I will follow into the storm. To find your heart, its passion displaced

[01:28.80]By ire ever growing, hardening into stone. Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace

[01:41.90]You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet

[01:54.10]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

[02:07.80]I know not if fate would have us live as one. Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound

[02:21.40]The wish I whispered, when it all began. Did it forge a love you might never have found?

[02:33.20]You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet

[02:45.80]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

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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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