Settled Ice Songtext
von Loons

Sannery, grasshopper wing
Clouds your sun
In lame reason
All scream of
In your lame all is dead
The crow, the let
The sunshine is gone
The crow, the let
Is bowed down

Night village, a mist
For a smile
You find a very dumb soul
All light and zeal is dead
The crow, the let
The sunshine is gone
The crow, the let
Is bowed down


Mine is a crow, the let
The sunshine is gone
The crow, the let
Is down
Let it down

Anecdote on your face
Pantomime bloody feet
Like a young girl runs in my view
Saying all I told you in my head
I have a game to reveal
Have a little diplomacy
The plan was not to know
Too much material snow in my head

Mine is the crow, the let
The sunshine is gone
The crow, the let
Is down
Let it down


No anecdote on your face
No pantomime bloody feet
Like a young girl runs in my view
Saying all I told you in my head
I have a game to reveal
Have a little diplomacy
The plan was not to know
Too much material snow in my head
I have a game to reveal
Have a little diplomacy
The plan was not to know
Too much material snow in my head

No anecdote on your face
No pantomime bloody feet