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There had always been the unearthly dark of fathomless absence until, from the south, came Muspellsheim's inferno of flaring yellow flames. And then, from the North, came Niflheim where legions of freezing shadows lurked. The abyss was crystalled by the Northern frost that breath from the burning south made melt and from this fusion there was made the towering troll: immense Ymir. From whose slain body's blood the sword of Odin caused the oceans. And from whose carcass he claimed the Earth. Man-trod Midgard was all his flesh. From the bulk of the bones were the moountains made and from his tangled hair: the trees. His hollowed skull was hauled to form the vaulted sky where the Gods assembled constellations; in their cauldron Alchemized the sun. To runic wands of task it turned until, at last, the first veined-blade of grass had grown.
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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