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So white the thought that does implode
Again in memories of you. Illusions, images, explode Upon an ice castle in blue... The wings of darkness through the air Belong to a dear voice. A night so deep in demons lair, I never had a choice... And oh so thin reality Resting upon my eyes - I longed for sensuality And the sweet taste of lies... Damned to return - eternity Is waiting in my home of... ice.
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