Storm loosed upon a sea, i would have died upon your arms
it could have meant the end of our time.
We fear nothing and we're still struggling through this journey,
we've come to far to give up, even if the struggle is wasting
from inside.
I would follow you with eyes wide open against this endless void,
i would follow you until the end of my days.
A knight's mourning, a lion's roar.
A pale moon, a wolf's howl.
Still here, a single tread before the light.