| I lose myself
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| In your green lake-drops
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| You: shelter for my soul
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| Catch my burning breath
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| You: the interpreter of my wandering spirit
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| We’ll ride the night together as one
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| We are like birds that dare the fire
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| My one, my crown, my ice, my wax
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| My light on the way
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| My prayer before a dream
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| My white rose
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| My poetry
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| My muse, My rope, My immortal hope
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| The blade of my sword is yours, to serve my queen
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| My blood, my spine, my crown
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| My crown
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| Talk to me, please don’t stop
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| Take me to your underworld haven
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| My refuge from chaos
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| My sanctuary from cold
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| In this endless fight called «life»
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| Invade my soul
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| Talk to me, please don’t stop
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| Take me to our secret place, where we know
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| To cure the scars that Time has left on our skin
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| Thank you for lighting the way through my screaming darkness
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| Talk to me, please don’t stop
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| Take me to our secret place, where we know
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| To cure the scars that time has left on our skin
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| The shadows of the past will never hide
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| My Crown
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| My Crown |