Wolves کے بول

Long before our tears fell slow A storm about to blow Wolves in the snow would guide our way home A fallen tree now blocks the dusty road Voices cracking from the cold We fight together, we fall alone I'm not afraid of what's down below A knife or a rope Do we really need to know? Fear cuts deeper than any sword Long before the summer's breeze We'd fallen to our knees We clung to hope as if it were fire The sun that sets won't rise before too long, but we won't bow to the weather We fight alone, we fall together I'm not afraid of what's up high A rope or a knife Do I need to bet my life? Fear cuts deeper than any sword