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Eternal ice as far as eyes can see
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Deserted wind, an inspiration need
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This white horizon, so sure a lonely guard
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Oath to preserve, admire graceful art
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Flower in ice, this artificial life
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The beauty lies to your devoted feet
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Down on my knees, they feel so numb,
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are blue
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I talk to her, I dedicate my words
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Of course not, how could I dare to thaw
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Of course not, why should I care for life
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...at all
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Immortal beauty, unbearable in splendour
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A season change as days fly by
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I see her thaw, give life to beauty
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To rouse me out of transformation
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Ice now bursts in thousand pieces
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Imprisoned I now under her
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I listen to this lifeless rushing
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And hear her speak to me now, softly
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Of course not, how could I dare to thaw
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Of course not, why should I care for life
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...at all
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Words: Adrian Hates
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Music: Adrian Hates
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Additional Keyboards: Olaf Schaning
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Guitars: Christian Berghoff, Adrian Hates
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never->FREEZE
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Diary Of Dreams |