Between the light and darkness,
among chilling silence,
where there's no love and colours disappear,
you sit on the ice throne,
your heart is made of stone,
this kingdom is your home and you reign here.
You're watching from high tower,
enjoying force and power,
you look at frozen sea and snowy dell,
in your soul this place is a fane,
you've created it to hide from pain,
you think it's paradise, but it is hell.
Snow queen inside you,
living without any sorrow,
is just a mask, hiding true
erasing essence of you,
but without it you face horror.
Each contact is full of swords,
for safety learn to pretend -
you thought and closed all the doors,
the world of snow whole is yours,
it has no start, it has no end.
Who lost their love will turn to ice,
who found it never dies.
2010
Snow queen
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