Hear this that,
Face matching face
Hand matching hand
We are a mirror image
And here we stand
See this that,
You are the monster
I am the queen
I hold the fame
You go unseen
Feel this that,
The snow around us
Kisses my finger tips
The red in the snow
Is your blood drained to a drip
Know this that,
I'll make our future
If our past you will hold
But I must know now, does your blood run warm
If mine is so cold?