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Warming A Frozen Rose
(Hess / Lesperance)

She writes "all is gold" with the clear intent to lie
And he rides a fallen horse but believes that he can fly

One day little fleas turn into parasites disease
Making sounds no one could hear
Monochrome memories and colourless melodies get too loud
Then break the ear

Warming a frozen rose
The rainbows disappeared
Lust fucked off and crawled in a young new hole

It's never good to pretend that it's ever coming back again

The screen hides indulging tries
Patronizing incurable lies
And we'll fight on the lawn over which blade of grass is mine

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Discography: Voice Of Reason - CD album
CD album
1995
Warming A Frozen Rose (Album version)
 
Discography: Live At The Gods - Promo album
Promo album
2002
Warming A Frozen Rose (Live)
 
Discography: Live In Japan - Live CD album
Live CD album
1996
Warming A Frozen Rose (Live)
 
Discography: Live Ones - Live 2CD album
Live 2CD album
1997
Warming A Frozen Rose (Live)
 
Discography: Live At The Gods - Live CD album
Live CD album
2002
Warming A Frozen Rose (Live)
 
Discography: Live At The Gods DVD - DVD
DVD
2002
Warming A Frozen Rose (Live)
 
Discography: Believe Me - Bootleg
Bootleg
1997
Warming A Frozen Rose (Live)
 
Discography: Voice Of Reason - Promo tape
Promo tape
1995
Warming A Frozen Rose (Album version)
 
 

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