Ice Maiden of Pain

by Ana   Oct 14, 2005


Sleeping in a vast darkness
My music being the silence's bless
An unknown broken sadness
And sanity my only madness.

To be a stranger to pain
My lust, the ice cold rain
Nothing to go down the drain
In emptyness, there’s nothing to gain.

That is why I am the Ice Maiden of Pain.

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