Vārdi:
Ice Ages Strike The Ground

Look at me my fearful friend I worthy I seem to you Well then look closer into my eyes I am sicker than you think I mock you while you cry I am the

Like and endless seeming circle Around I go Deja vu enchants me I know there is something wrong I push to break this secret But I feel it won't go well

time as slave to death My life will never end Release me from this sickness Please talk to may abandoned soul I wish my tiny heart to finally strike the ground

Sadness lives by my side Laughter distorts my face I am the crystal master That lives inside my head A maze of endless torments The doors to nowhere