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November Blood
Winter is coming
Blood is frozen
Heart's been stolen by a handsome thief
who with long brown wave hair and crystal eyes that could turn blue in
sunshine
I told him
"Take it,tear it into stars."
So I became your little angel in the locked room
All alone
Sand castle flies away
My silent hill is waiting for the never ending
My lake is frozen to keep my dead body
I am dreaming
in my crystal grave
We are dreaming
in our crystal grave
All alone
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