Letras:
Winds The Final End

As the way of the world unfolds amidst shattered hope Encircled with no escape from imaginary death I withdraw in regret that I didn't make the choice

Is this the end, my final words to you Day turned to night and now you're gone, I'm left here pondering Can this be true, are we really through You were the wind

beautiful exterior may crash and burn to ash but the fight for her honor will rage on I hope I never see the end I hope I never have to live without her

with scars. Land where no one speaks out loud.. is ours. Banshees cry of grave impend Stories wander to their end. Lies a final resting place Seal

reversed. No shelter can be found, To this fate, we are bound! Behold the final hour, The last times will be dour. All life falls into gorge Of the end

that final day, Fear crept up inside Night became something more than a trade, And our slumber, a weakness that we all can share. Death calling in the wind

of a dark that used to be under heavy winters reign... The blackening sky never end as we stand the fall of time yet winds of cold will always blow without

on the A1 by Scotch Corner just like it used to be. And as he flies tears in his eyes his wind-whipped words echo the final take and he hits the

on the A1 by Scotch Corner just like it used to be. And as he flies tears in his eyes his wind-whipped words echo the final take and he hits the