It was a cold winters night the silver moon jump on the rise I could have sworn that I saw her standing at the edge of my sight holy water bless my soul i broke the seal from long ago chased by her shadows in the still of the night i went blind and lost my sight no where to run, no where to hide, out in the cold black night running in the black black night no sign of light in a stream of illusions i saw all the spirits arise heard the echoes of laughter and a voice calling me cold as ice like the wind that speaks of old her story was left to long untold haunted by shadows in the still of the night no one there no one in sight no where to run, no where to hide, out in the cold
It was a cold winters night the silver moon jump on the rise I could have sworn that I saw her standing at the edge of my sight holy water bless my soul i broke the seal from long ago chased by her shadows in the still of the night i went blind and lost my sight no where to run, no where to hide, out in the cold black night running in the black black night no sign of light in a stream of illusions i saw all the spirits arise heard the echoes of laughter and a voice calling me cold as ice like the wind that speaks of old her story was left to long untold haunted by shadows in the still of the night no one there no one in sight no where to run, no where to hide, out in the cold
