My heart is cold like ice,
but my soul is hot like fire.
So tell me wich one will help me rise?
My cold or my hot desire?The ice is blue and white,
the sun makes it radiant.
The ice is sharp and burning in light,
and a crystal is a brilliant.The fire is red and bright
and makes a soft sound.
It lights up the night,
but it will burn your whole life to the ground.So tell me, wich one shall I choose?
No matter what you take, you'll cry.
Finally the time has come that you are going to loose,
and I promise you: this night you will die.
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