My dark coal eyes,
Stars gleaming,
Make a star materialize.
The Aura Borealis
In the far distance.
Gives the horizon
An ember of substance.
The feeling of ice
The feeling so nice.
The feeling of ice
So nice.
I'm falling
The frigid arctic air,
Feels so cool.
This barren wasteland
Is our paradise jewel.
I'm a carnivore
I'm the polar bear.
Here I am
Feeling the ice
The feeling so nice
The feeling of ice
So nice.
We have roamed
Forever and a day
Now my homeland
Is melting away.
The ice that was so nice
Is breaking piece by piece
My joy, the heart
Breaking, piece by piece.
These dark coal eyes
Bare frozen tears.
Our numbers dwindle
In this new global frontier.
I'm at war,
In this human home.
A carnivore
I'm the polar bear………..
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