What dreams here may come? Frozen rivers lost in time What vestige of life do I seek? The soul is lost to eternity
Approaching the precipice, the pinnacle What vantage can I take? Shadows of a dying light obscure the pathway Leaves of ice fall to my feet
Coalescing ice-winds whisper liberty I've got to let my spirit free Soaring high above the darkened vastness The cold grey crags where my warmth bleeds
What dreams here may come? Frozen rivers lost in time What vestige of life do I seek? The soul is lost to eternity
Approaching the precipice, the pinnacle What vantage can I take? Shadows of a dying light obscure the pathway Leaves of ice fall to my feet
Coalescing ice-winds whisper liberty I've got to let my spirit free Soaring high above the darkened vastness The cold grey crags to which I clingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
