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Cold is the thought that I didn't see this coming
On the edge of fire and ice
Passion caves to the ring of silence
deadening the flow of our love
Warm is my heart, cast to steel
memories drain from the gates
of an embrace that now cannot be replicated
Cold is the thought that I didn't see this coming
Passion caves to the ring of silence
deadening the flow of our love
Warm is my heart, cast to steel
memories drain from the gates
of an embrace that now cannot be replicated
Cold is the thought that I didn't see this coming
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