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[00:23.187]These scars long have yearned for your tender caress.
[00:29.437]To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own
[00:35.686]Rend my heart open, then your love profess.
[00:41.436]A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone
[00:47.185]You flee my dream come the morning.
[00:52.434]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
[00:58.185]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
[01:04.185]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
[01:09.933]The wolf I will flow into the storm.
[01:15.433]To find your heart, its passion displaced
[01:21.933]By ire ever growing, hardening into stone.
[01:27.683]Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace
[01:32.873]You flee my dream come the morning.
[01:38.624]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
[01:44.622]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
[01:50.373]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
[01:55.872]I know not if fate would have us live as one.
[02:02.370]Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound
[02:08.121]The wish I whispered, when it all began.
[02:13.622]Did it forge a love you might never have found?
[02:19.620]You flee my dream come the morning.
[02:24.620]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
[02:30.620]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
[02:36.869]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

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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 flow 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