What lays behind your clouded eyes?
Your skin feels cold to touch, what troubles you?
Frostbitten mistress, remember the old times?
Wish you had given me, things i am due
You were a gift to me, from heavens sent
Foolishly I thought you were my salvation
Envy has poisoned me, Our beginning was my end
By my hands slain, You were my damnation
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