歌词语境宇宙
through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north
and a pale moon is rising
through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north
and a pale moon is rising
When the first breath of winter though their flowers it’s icing
And you look to the north and the pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to more
When the first breath of winter though their flowers it’s icing
And you look to the north and the pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to more