Guest
Wounded and near death, Ambessa sees a vision of what awaits her as a follower of the Wolf. I was raised by wolves I was born to lead And I starve ’til there’s no more mouths to feed There’s a hand on my throat And a blade at my feet But the weight of the world won’t bend my knees Broken bones, battle scars I have seen the bloodshed Carved in stone, when it’s my sword They won’t forget No war, no peace ’Till I lead them all Leave me with my demons Hear my voice call No fears or sorrows underneath these bones Just blood, sweat and tears Is all I know I can use who I want And I taste what I please In this world I get all my fantasies There’s a hand on my throat And a child at my feet But the weight of the world won’t bend my knees No war, no peace ’Till I lead them all Leave me with my demons Hear my voice call No fears or sorrows underneath these bones Just blood, sweat and tears Is all I know [Don’t wash
