A White Dream by Dying Passion Lyrics

The death coloured snow
Which blew over from Far Asia
To melt in Pinning City
To moisten our hearts
To bring our desire and hope back to life
That's our colour

Bloody arms, set teeth
Pinning eyes, rough feet
The ground is a hell carpet
Burning with thousands of requests
The hell, the paradise is ours

Let closed door open, open forever!
And we'll cease to be other people's slaves
Slaves of things, slaves of life
That's our call