They say that which has been brought into the darkness
Shall come into the light, step into the light
I've had my dreams slip out from beneath my nose
In a world so cold my heart was frozen
Journey beyond the pure white snow
And emerge from the winter of my discontent
I won't consent to less than 110 percent
I won't remain lame, lick my wounds
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