Ered Wethrin - Frozen Rivers | Текст песни

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What dreams here may come?
Frozen rivers lost in time
What vestige of life do I seek?
The soul is lost to eternity

Approaching the precipice, the pinnacle
What vantage can I take?
Shadows of a dying light obscure the pathway
Leaves of ice fall to my feet

Coalescing ice-winds whisper liberty
I've got to let my spirit free
Soaring high above the darkened vastness
The cold grey crags where my warmth bleeds


What dreams here may come?
Frozen rivers lost in time
What vestige of life do I seek?
The soul is lost to eternity

Approaching the precipice, the pinnacle
What vantage can I take?
Shadows of a dying light obscure the pathway
Leaves of ice fall to my feet

Coalescing ice-winds whisper liberty
I've got to let my spirit free
Soaring high above the darkened vastness
The cold grey crags to which I cling

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