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| Fates Warning - The Ivory Gate of Dreams Ii. Cold Daze |
The coldness of confusion Hangs in the morning air as Brazen bells ring reality To announce the conqueror dawn Removed from nights fleeting trance Plunged headlong into cold days Where in a circle we wander The barren wastes of our pasts. |
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