The Icy King

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The icy king, they call me
Cold blooded, heart locked away
The fire left my eyes
One cruel fated day

For the one, who'd light it
Was taken from my arms
Silently doom fell on me
Without my love's warmth

The icy king, they call me
And frozen I shall remain
Till the moonlight's grace
Reunites both of us again

In dreams I see her face
Smiling at me from above
Her voice is softly whispering
I'll wait for you, my love

The icy king, they call me
But that's not what I am
Protect the weary soul of mine
And hide this broken man


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