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DARK THEATRE

ICE COLD LAND

I wander the white ice-cold land

While dreaming of the Sun

Frozen rivers, lakes

And the sea is wild...

White White White...

Tales from the whispering witches lips....

Stillness is divine...

Life moves in rhythm....

Rhymes of chaos dance within a peaceful breath....

The land of gods waits for no one..

Belongs to no one....

Moves on...   Exposes itself to us the mortal flesh ...

And we worship its sacred face and body...

 

 

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