Golden Glance

I saw cathedrals in the shining sun
Floating on the snow in a silent run
The bed is too cold for your fighting hands
Slowly vanishing in a golden glance

I saw cathedrals in the shining sun
Floating on the snow in a silent run
The bed is too cold for your fighting hands
Slowly vanishing in a golden glance



Credits
Writer(s): Flavien Emile Berger
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