Frozen Hands
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from “Slavery” - SATB a cappella - Original text - English - Medium
“Fear grips my heart and holds me tight, a puppet in its endless night.
My choices were once mine alone, but now by its frozen hands, they're overthrown.
A slave to Fear, I'm captive in its chain. A weight that bears upon my soul, driving me insane.
My thoughts and actions, all dictated by its power,
That wraps itself around my soul like frozen hands around a flower.”
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