Wind
Marko Matijevic Sekul / Zoltan Harpax
The memory
Haunting me
I hear them calling
Through mist
The wind freezes my heart
Bringing home
The truth ignored
Forgotten
And gone
Cold grip crushing my lies
Forcing me to open my eyes
To remember muffled cries
Released and screamed
Through the night
The wind freezes my heart
Bringing home
The truth ignored
Forgotten
And gone
