Ice
STUART BOGIE, MARCOS GARCIA, CHRIS VATALARO
I'm the wind, I'm the snow
Taste me with the tip of your tongue
I need your heat
And if I have to steal it, I'll do it gently
There's no shame
My words are sweet
I've been sucking on sore hearts
Knelt by the cold mountais on a starlit night
I've watched the people of this earth
Seen their love, their dreams
Seen them losing sight
There's a world of ice within me
A kiss is all I need and it grows in you
Pregnant with all that's lost
A flower of the moon
A dream that shouldn't come true
No sorrier villain, a lover more sinister
But this one here
All of our regrets will be put away soon
The ice will be clear