Song | Gallery of Reality |
Artist | Autumn |
Album | Summer's End |
The temperature sank below zero | |
And the seas became giant mirrors | |
And trees formed a crystal splendour | |
The world is frozen to the core | |
Take my hand and walk with me | |
Through the corridors of snow and ice | |
Through a gallery of reality | |
History unfolds before your eyes | |
There, between the exhibited bodies | |
Framed by frozen blood | |
Her skin scabrous, once so soft | |
That must be the one, the one | |
I once loved |