Skythrone Running Through The White Gallery
I am running throw your White Galleries. Kingdom of Ice and Polar Night. Millions of White Doors are lead us to Nowhere. Everlasting truth and eternal Order set in your mind, the Lady of Ice Castle. Cold of Ice Doors swallowed in your heart scarlett passion. Running through the white Gallery, through Midnight. In the Kingdom of dark stranger faces beyond other side. Millions of black Ice mirrors, like evil Fate. But I will find you between them... Polar bears are leads me to you. White wolves run forward of me. Winter Winds are howling between Snow Towers. Along white galleries, through the millions of doors. I am breaking these doors, White Ice Doors. Behind of them you're hiding your scarlett passion.