IRC-Galleria

-30 degrees

Creating storm in my winterland
Winterheart is locked up once again
Trying to survive another night
There is no sign of a guiding light

It's cold in here, it's everyday minus thirty
So cold in here, in every way

Like gambling your life on the lottery
I'm searching reason for this dark poetry

It's cold in here, it's everyday minus thirty
So cold in here, in every way

I'm falling, crawling, for you
Deceiving, lying, yelling
So much you seem to hate me

It's cold in here, it's everyday minus thirty
So cold in here, in every way
It's cold in here, it's everyday minus thirty
So cold in here, I dare to say