Antarticold کے بول

White on the horizon Tears frozen from the soul That fall in an icy mirror That's what I told Cold enough To kill the Sun I became Antarticold Cold enough To kill the Sun Trap of the past Is like living in overcast Face to face, and mirror to mirror When a unique up side, dies Turns your life your interior I don't satisfy me with one side We are born in stereo Cold enough To kill the Sun I became Antarticold