Beseech - Winterflame Lyrics
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Winterflame
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What Are The Lyrics For Winterflame By Beseech?
A candlelight leads my way
Through this haunted night A wind blows cold into my face As the shadows catches me Don't you hear the whispers Calling out your name? Don't you feel the presence Of the wolves and what they bring? Don't you see the evil? It makes you want to scream Don't you ever look at me I am your dream Mmm, can you see, where I am now? Is this reality or fiction in my head? The cross has fallen, and turned to dust I guess I'm losing it, or maybe I'm dead Don't you hear the whispers Calling out your name? Don't you feel the presence Of the wolves and what they bring? Don't you see the evil? It makes you want to scream Don't you ever look at me I am your dream And so I walk on, to figure out What force has gotten me, inside their care I am possessed, there's no way back I have to face it, forever black Oooh catch me, as I fall Reach out for me, hear my call Chase away the demons, underneath my skin Can you take away, my evil sins? The touch of evil has made me strong I learned that good ones are always wrong The force of darkness has got my soul I am eternal now, I will never grow old And so the candle burns and leads the way To eternal darkness and far away |
Who Wrote Winterflame By Beseech?
Jorgen Gredaker, Robert Magnus Vintervind
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What's The Duration Of The Winterflame By Beseech?The duration of Winterflame is 5:35 minutes and seconds. |
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