This Could Be An Ice Cube In Your Mouth Full Of Fragile Fire.

To a new chapter with no glamorous name, to a new conquest without fame,
To your darkest days wherein lies the judgement day of your old games.
This is it, this the reckoning of your own words you once used to wear.
This could be an ice cube in your mouth full of fragile fire, oh dear!

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