She feels nothing at all
Queen of stone and ice
In her lands sun always fall
And redhot beams never rise.
Dweller of snowy desert
Her white horses are dead
Sister of hellish hazard
Her breath is cold like lead.
A curse of lady of ice
To sit lonely and hypnotize
Various men with no sense
No eagers for one last dance.
A fate of lady of ice
To cross her heart with many scars
And that's no recovery chance
Ice disease leads to death.
Once braveman touched her soul
He had a hope so sincere,
But she looked at him like an owl
And still regrets that "arrear".
014 Lady of Ice
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