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Like a message of doom
Like a message of doom. In the cold world.
I passed this snow tent Surrounded by landscape.
The journey begins with finding for the sky.
This hope gives strength through snow and ice.
Crow used to look like me. I cry pain and sorrow,
this has torn my heart apart.
Snow Owl
About this metropolis of snow.
Here by the lake.
This symbol for a connection
of whiteness and knowledge.
This winter creature, the snow owl.
It has the ability to see
what most people
normally remain hidden.
The wise pen writes
the messages of the times.
Drive out the dark shadows
Banish the dark clouds from your head.
Drive out the dark shadows.
Drive out the cramp against self-doubt.
Future fears.
Dark thoughts.
These tendrils of despair.
The trubbery that assaults you again and again.
The black ice flower
The flower of ice. And the rose in black.
From the flower of ice towards the rose in black.
Black makes the night.
The black ice flower.
Horizon mirror so dark.
Like a secret of memory.
Create
Re-create the world.
Rebuild in your thoughts.
And then breathe life into it.
Ice Garden of Winter
Ice Garden of Winter.
Wrapped in snowflakes
are your dreams.
The trees covered in white.
Is your branch of destiny stained?
Black pen draws only dark colours
Black pen draws only dark colours.
Time travel- get it try to look back.
When I go this way
Try to understand.
Shadows under my feet
Shadows under my feet.
Shadows of the night.
What are the mice afraid of?
In the darkness. Everything is different.
It's as if the world
out of joint.
This image of the bottle reality
The abyss of the world.
Have you drawn the flat reality
the flat reality? Too much black?
A bridge on this image.
The world underneath
no longer matters.
This image of the flat reality.
This hope is strengthened by ice and snow.
Like a message of doom. In a cold world
I walked through this snow tent surrounded by landscape.
The journey begins with the search for paradise.
This hope is strengthened by ice and snow.
I cried pain and sorrow. This breaks my heart.
Snowy owl In this snow capital on the lakeshore.
This connecting symbol of wisdom and knowledge.
The creature of this winter, the snowy owl.
It has the ability to see what most people
Do Is usually kept hidden.
Chase away dark shadows Chase away the dark clouds from
your head.
Chase away dark shadows. Fight self-doubt.
Fears of the future. dark thoughts.
Those tendrils of despair.
The hectic pace that always overwhelms you.
Black ice flower
Is your branch of destiny stained
Ice flower and black rose.
From ice flowers to black roses.
Black makes the night. Black ice flower.
The horizon mirror is so dark.
Like the mystery of memory.
Black ice flower and black rose.
From ice flowers to black roses.
Black makes the night. Black ice flower.
The horizon mirror is so dark.
Like the secret of memory.
Ice garden in winter .
Wrapped in snowflakes it is your dream.
Trees are covered in white.
Is your branch of destiny stained?
In the game of fate, ice cards are drawn.
In the game of fate, ice cards are drawn.
In the game of fate, your journey to the grey ruins
of the game of fate.
In the garden of sleep, everything seems frozen forever.
Grey broken wall ,when the day is over.
The dust of the past lies in hand.
Fate's thread of winter's snow young dream.
Coming out of the winter.
This snowy dream, crimson in space.
Snowy young dream, the end of the year is coming Enter the
beautiful dreamland.
Tell me Where shall the thread of destiny lead you?
The day is gone Dust of the past in your hand.
Your destiny's journey All is adorned with ice and snow.
You die with magic in your hand, ice crystals on the wall,
everything is snow and icing to garnish.
Seeing into future years, mirror of time We see ourselves inside.
what wound Here is her soul.
As if sent in a strange dream
Their bond is too dark
eternal snow.
Like a book in different colours lifetime.
Till the crow's black, fickle colour.
Their bond is too dark Where you go.
is so far away in the dark.
The mystery of the night.
On the shores of eternal water rises.
The wind awoke
Shadowland Look back at the clock
in the shadowland.
In this storm I go all the zgveit through .
To the Dark Tower.
in the thinking room memory old dreams have no place
The Snow Queen dances in the moonlight. Her dress wear of ice
crystals.
On the castle wall fall long lost burning This moonlight.
New era it's over, I don't know what's happening.
Look back at the clock.
When you think of the time Her memory is long gone.
My skin is so cold the night wind.
It is as if I am wrapped in crystals
on my skin, so cold,
My skin is so cold the night wind.
I think What stops me.
When I'm cold, here everything is wrapped in crystal.
Make it like a shadow Twilight
Darkens the memories
blood drips into the sea, all these drops of blood
stand for the painful experience
It's reflected in her eyes
The cold of winter .
I can't go back on that bridge under that sea.
Every time I go to the beach looks like waves
into the night I remember seeing then.
It's snowing - the world is collapsing.
Out of ice crystals, breathe in
Out of ice crystals, breathe in, look down at the sea.
The waves piled up, the storm gained strength.
But I pull it on through Directly into the unknown.
Straight to the tower of death convey it.
In the moonlight , her icy kisses cool your heart.
It's snowing, all is snow Covering even this lake.
Cold image, but still burned in memory.
Winter -door to the shadow room
Look back at the clock.
In the depths of memory.
On the snow-covered ice.
As if drenched in cold tears.
Lying in the middle of the sea.
This is a dark time penetration.
Door to the shadow room.
Night begins darkness wins.
How winter was forgotten.
Was this ice and snow.
This dream so long ago.
Thoughts in the night that stay awake.
In the moonlight the next day
Transience and Irish colours.
In the moonlight the next day.
Everything seems cool like yesterday.
But impulsively this orange horizon.
Past
touching everything seems like yesterday.
These moments the world can.
And you completely.
An old thought comes back to life.
An old thought comes to life again.
And the night is filled with new life.
new plans.
This sea of shining waves.
we have escaped from the sea.
And you have felt their power.
Nothing is like yesterday, in this sea of fire.
Let yourself be carried away by the Shining Mistress
And feel the wind on your skin.
You long for the sight of a firebird.
The waves are high and follow the tide.
A dark-haired woman who senses your insecurities.
When she looks you straight in the eye.
A part of the shadow overcomes the dark shadow.
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