Gateways Of Dreams
Lord Azmo
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With my broken legs I'll cross these miles
With my wounded chest I'll embrace you...
With my frozen hands I'll warm your skin...
And feed you though I am hungry...
With my torn wings I'll crawl to you...
With my ripped lips I'll kiss your mouth
Making me... your frozen angel
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