Forbjorn is where the wind lifts his tail
Stillness cracks all
Hunted down like doves on a murder chartered day
A very precious jewel
Had no choice for a new wounds
An arm I charge out the hands of wolves
With faith
Faith, come
It only feels
Faith, come
Will your wings be held me so high
They pierce like white, white
The night
Faith, come
Me




They pierce like white, white
The night
Faith, come
Me
Yeah
Faith, come
.
Oh
Yeah
They pierce like feather

Faith, come
They pierce like a feather
They pierce like feather
Vigorous to the sight
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