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Strike of the Scimitar slides in your back

And who’d have thought it’s in my grasp

Ice has settled between the feet of brothers

And I slipped on it, I fell, I fucked up

If you draw sword I will surrender

Cold winter blues, mistreated trust

Mistakes made, love over lust

Ice has settled between the feet of brothers

And I slipped on it, I fell, I fucked up

If you draw sword I will surrender