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On Most Surfaces

The Gathering

Metal

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The frost hits me in the eye And wakes me These are blury winters And I cannot see I walk into the white light of the snow When the sun comes I break it with my shadow Which tales me where I go The frost hits me in the eye And wakes me I am the snow falling down on you I tear up your face with my frost And make you run to somewhere warm When I come I see you get away I burst out about your emptyness The frost hits me in the eye And wakes me These are blury winters And I cannot see
Writer(s): Hugo Prinsen Geerlings, Hendrikus G J Hans Rutten, Anna Van Giersbergen, Rene C.f.j. Rutten, Franciscus Boeijen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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