To you it may concern

Shadowed glass, winefull and the beersome, pull Tunnel eyes I see Where we've been You and me Scratches and bruises Feeling our pulses Tunnel eyes I see Where we've been You and me In scarce hearts and Love for whom It depends In eyes of gloom And forests of dusts That was your lust Torn apart and tears From mine eyes I sear Claws of wolves on me Was your thirst I fear