By The Sirens Of Antarctica
Hook:
The sight I seek‘s silver and grey
It‘s like december has grown out the days
The frost might kill all that remains
Still moonlit‘s the fauna, the haze
Hook:
The sight I seek‘s silver and grey
It‘s like december has grown out the days
The frost might kill all that remains
Still moonlit‘s the fauna, the haze
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