LYRIC
Classed hands in the block of ice
Body ice – bound in the snow – land
Frosty pattern painted in the eyes
Sharp, white coolness overcame you
Ice – bound
What's your name
Winter has frozen your
In the snow wildeness
Tell me
White snow – flake,
Is the winter
Your mother?
May be you've been staying here for ages
But you're anonymous being
May be somebody remembered your
But now you're forgotten
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