| When the dawn is bright and new
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| And the day is full of hope
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| It’s easy to continue your journey
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| Like a king on his royal way
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| You will stand there amidst silence
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| In the void of endless winter
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| On the ice of an unknown lake
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| In the heart of loneliness
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| There you will meet yourself
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| There you’ll weigh your crown
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| On the ice of the lake of death
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| On the mirror of time
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| There you will meet yourself
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| There you’ll weigh your crown
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| On the ice of the lake of death
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| On the shiny mirror of time
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| When the days are getting colder
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| And the winds clash against each other
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| When light is getting dimmer
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| And darkness shrouds the roads
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| You will drift into strange byways
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| Lost in foreign lands
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| Stranded on frigid shores
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| On a godless desolate plain
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| There you will meet yourself
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| There you’ll weigh your crown
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| On the ice of the lake of death
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| On the mirror of time
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| It’s there where your endeavour ends
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| On the face of a forlorn lake
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| Under weight of a timeless sky
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| It is there where you shall die
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| There you will meet yourself
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| There you’ll weigh your crown
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| On the ice of the lake of death
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| On the mirror of time
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| There you will meet yourself
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| There you’ll weigh your crown
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| On the ice of the lake of death
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| On the shiny mirror of time
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| Death of the king |