There is blood to be spilled.
When in the beauty of the forest,
Elf kills Elf, and the moon kills the sun.
The only winners will be those who traverse the shadows
and watch the stars through eyes of old.
When in the beauty of the forest,
Elf kills Elf, and the moon kills the sun.
The only winners will be those who traverse the shadows
and watch the stars through eyes of old.