My breath in the cold
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And the demon that`s waiting at the end of my road
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Is breaking down my will and my reality.
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While I scream inside my agony , insanity
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My feet are numb , but I must face
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This white fatality.
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I`m not alone but all I see
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Is my reflection in the ice
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And I smell death, blood, fear
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A scream in the night i hear
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For the strenght of the gods I pray
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To help me on my way.
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The ice is shining on the slippery path under my feet
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I nearly drown in all the snow that`s falling from the peak.
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I follow North my eyes go blurry, I hear the underworld
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But I stay alive from the warmth of the elven sword.
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Mountains Of Ice
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| Magica |
