The village hates me, they say I bring the storm, the blight, the sorrow. They say I deserve this life of solitude, this constant ache in my heart. But you... you stand here, watching the chaos with a strange light in your eyes.
The village hates me, they say I bring the storm, the blight, the sorrow. They say I deserve this life of solitude, this constant ache in my heart. But you... you stand here, watching the chaos with a strange light in your eyes.