Cold - Tiamat
What heals our snow blind weary eyes
When all stars are slaing by fiery skies
And every word upon your spiraling cross
Is but a misled sun a bitter loss
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All I asked for was a little love
But from my hands flew the maiden dove
While clouds like cotton snowwhite sheep
Still calm beside their shepherd sleep
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