The warrior skin I wear hides the tremble of fear in my heart.
My core is cold and the thread of my fate has come apart.
As my being comes out of sync the solution comes, picture in mind.
You are my beauty a force of destruction a love so divine.
Fear I never see your face but always in the distance wish for you.
You may feel I am but a passing wind but I am the tempest you never knew.
My core is cold and the thread of my fate has come apart.
As my being comes out of sync the solution comes, picture in mind.
You are my beauty a force of destruction a love so divine.
Fear I never see your face but always in the distance wish for you.
You may feel I am but a passing wind but I am the tempest you never knew.
hanke:
ygritte:
lovely 