[Lyric] Owlwood Live at La Gaîté Lyrique (Cult of Luna)

[Verse 1]
Fear roams throughout this land
Where no man dare tread
Dark shapes protect the one
Not bound by laws of flesh

[Chorus]
When lights are gone
Woodland comes alive
Fire is born
In their, their eyes

[Verse 2]
Days of isolation
Regret dominates
Unwilling to face
What waits outside

[Chorus]
When lights are gone
Woodland comes alive
Fire is born
In their, their eyes
[Bridge]
Ghost of this age
What the creek take
From a wretched state
Rose thе willing