Orchid
- 09.07.2009
- Categorized in: Poetry
W illows bend but never break
I n the end your heart we'll take
F aces to the empty wall
W ith hunter's eye's we sound the call
F ire and Ice shall make our war
F rozen Thunder, Burning Thaw
I n the end your heart we'll take
F aces to the empty wall
W ith hunter's eye's we sound the call
F ire and Ice shall make our war
F rozen Thunder, Burning Thaw