I was raised by the howling wolves
And a moonlight silence was my lullaby
I have met a girl with a vixen' eyes
And we couldn't find a place to feed her appetite
And I'm asking you for water in this wasteland
And I'm asking you for water in this wasteland
I have met an old man with a heart so cold
In a land, where a smile was a price of gold
I have seen a beauty of a mountain heights
And I've been talking to the fire 'till the morning light
So I'm wanting to feed me with your nightmares
So I'm wanting to feed me with your nightmares
I have walked with a Northern wind
Through the houses burned and the churches doomed
I was trying to count down my days
Until Death came in to have a dance
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