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Cold as winter, strong as stone
She faced the darkness all alone
A silver goddess, a reflection
A mirage, a recollection
No return, no turning back
The past is gone, the future black
Serpents gather in their nest
And she stands above the rest
Shadows hunt, she hunts the shadow
The moon is risen, she stands below
She views her world through the eyes of others
Black and white, there are no colors
As she looks down upon a shattered youth
A shattered mirror shows a shattered truth
She faced the darkness all alone
A silver goddess, a reflection
A mirage, a recollection
No return, no turning back
The past is gone, the future black
Serpents gather in their nest
And she stands above the rest
Shadows hunt, she hunts the shadow
The moon is risen, she stands below
She views her world through the eyes of others
Black and white, there are no colors
As she looks down upon a shattered youth
A shattered mirror shows a shattered truth
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