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When I will see your eyes as ice

It will be too late

Your fight against me will be start

Throw me in abyss

Diamond tips on you

Hurls shining silver

Your spit closes the door on my face

Is it the day of your power

The day of your power

It is the sensation of burning incense

Time pass on everything

And burns to ashes my old age

Remember your body

And now you become a thought

An ideal of love

But memory evokes now your hate

And the day of your power

The day of your power