作词 : Aleksandra Motyka

作曲 : 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