Snow Bride Songtext
von Ubasute

I never meant to threaten you with heaven
In the cold you could cling onto me and split a flask
muttering about the weather
In the heat I could come home to you on the couch
With your feet on the head rest in front of a fan
Fainting there, looking at me with desperate eyes, thinking I could help
It′s a fantasy I don't mind coming home to


I′ve seen Aries rise, give birth to fruit deadly to eat
Then I became part of something that I feared, left to die here
I know parents don't want to hear that their creation is better off in death
But with great pain, comes great creativity
It's a fantasy, no more and no less
It′s a book that′s left open on the nightstand
It's a lesson that′s been learned when all the students have cleared the room
You look at that man you share a bed with and you cry yourself to sleep

We've made the chef taste his own meals
He needs to know what he′s been serving to his guests