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Текст песни The Gathering - On Most Surfaces (inuit)

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The frost hits me in the eye and wakes meThese are blurry winters and I cannot seeI walk into the white light of the snowWhen the sun comesI break it with my shadowWhich tales me where I goThe frost hits me in the eye and wakes meI am the snow falling down on youI tear up your face with my frostAnd make you run to somewhere warmWhen I come I see you get awayI burst out about your emptiness

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