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Here I stand in coldness, crossroads in the frozen snow. Many paths from which to choose, one of them is my own. I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart. Frozen wall of despair, has locked me inside my own head. And my soul chooses death, rather than this so called life. I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold. Right to choose my own way, even though I'm locked in time. For what its worth I hold the key, that unlocks my despair. I stare in disbelief at the promise I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold. [Chapter III - The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death ends] From Letras Mania