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Section 5

Album: For The Love Of Art And The Making Durasi: 1:28

Through the morning mist

And through the frozen land (I feel your presence)

I march to you

My sleeping beauty

You alone

I cut myself on the moonlight beams

So that you can drink from my chest

You alone (you alone)

The wind gripping my hair

My teeth are grinding

As we meet in the flash of the lightning

It's like a dream