6th of December (c) 1997 by Hendrik "BACKSLASH" Seifert
Inspired by "The forgotten Tales" of Blind Guardian.
a cool blue icy sky
the fresh cold air I inhale
what a beautyful new morning,
I see the frosty cry
and all seems so pale
but there's nowhere mourning.
some tousled clouds above
bother the perfection
but can't disturb the natural harmony,
this is the wintry love,
sweet kiss of hibernation
creates inner rest and free
the cold white charm
I can feel the breeze of winter
froozen is my harm
at the 6th of december
the land is completely white
shrouded in icing sugar
the day is suffocated by night,
that mood hold me tight
I am free from all the care,
my feelings are out of sight.
I am one with the season
a cold and smooth surface,
but inside there's a burning soul.
we have got the same reason,
we are born at the same place,
got the same empty cold hole.
the cold white charm
I can feel the breeze of winter
froozen is my harm
at the 6th of december
