Lone Wolf Cry-Ostara (Richard Leviathan)
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Lone Wolf Cry - Ostara (Richard Leviathan)

Look upon this world of secrets

Look upon this work of demons

Tell me what you won't believe

Crescents rising crosses falling

Martyrs dying heroes mourning

Is it the war that makes the peace

Hunter riding in the night

And the moon is rising high

In every triumph there is grief

Hunter rising in the night

And the moon is riding high

Beauty now must bleed

Like the lightning in the sky

Falling softly and so fleeting

In the morning you will see it die

Like the thunder in our hearts

Tolling bells from broken steeples

In the morning hear the lone wolf cry

Could it be how could it be my love

My love

Could it be

How could it be

Look upon this world of shadows

Strung upon this earthly moment

Like a crooked crucifix

Legacy of truth and terror

History made by amnesia

From that wound we're never free

Hunter rising in the night

And the moon is riding high

Martyrs there is a grave

Hunter rising in the night

And the moon is riding high

Beauty now must bleed

Like the lightning in the sky

Falling softly and so fleeting

In the morning you will see it die

Like the thunder in our hearts

Tolling bells from broken steeples

In the morning hear the lone wolf cry

Could it be how could it be my love

My love

Could it be how could it be my love

Could it be how could it be my love

My love

Could it be how could it be

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