Texty: Theatre Of Ice. Ghost Story.

The stars in the sky-sparkled in your eyes
Like diamonds they appeared-so blue and clear
No beauty could compare-to the moon upon your hair
Like shimmering strands of gold-I long to hold
A million fire flies-rained down fromhe sky
Murdered by the dawn-the night was gone
The stars up above-soon bid farewell my love
And as the morning neared-you disappeared
One hundred years ago-beneath a bed of snow
In a grave so deep-I laid to sleep

Now I walk alone-thru gardens made of stone
In search of a girl-not of this world
As night comes again-and the stars ascend
In the icy blue-I'll wait for you
Together we will be-neath the starry sea
Bathed in heaven's light-one with the night
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