Roads came to irrevocable crossroad
But it seems cheer and sorrow in blood brothers
We looked for thousands of help from niht to dawn
But twilight got offended to sun
Neither you're to ask nor I'm to talk about my ordeal
Does sky ever care about love of mountain?
What kind of spell words make him/her turn
I'm not to be willing to say futile words
Neither you're to ask nor I'm to talk about my ordeal
Does sky ever care about love of mountain?
What kind of spell words make him/her turn
I'm not to be willing to say futile words
My heart is in my boots, words are on the lam
I definetily prate about neither you nor me
My prays are written in a forgotten langauge
I don't say it without a reason, if it won't happen anyway
Neither you're to ask nor I'm to talk about my ordeal
Does sky ever care about love of mountain?
What kind of spell words make him/her turn
I'm not to be willing to say futile words
Neither you're to ask nor I'm to talk about my ordeal
Does sky ever care about love of mountain?
What kind of spell words make him/her turn
I'm not to be willing to say futile words