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Fields of grief |
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Before my empty views |
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Some final falling melting snow |
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Awakes my fervent stranger within... |
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Behind the hill |
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A cry from doomed and unborn |
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Malignancy will be reborn |
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Through the tides of time |
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Still a reflected vision on the snow |
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Of your precious essence |
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No flicker of hope along |
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With the falling sky |
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We used to dream fairy-tales in gold |
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Now only bloodred reigning saints above |
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We aim for the stars |
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We defy the winds and the clouds |
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To find one way out |
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To defy thy faith |
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Of the serpent's kiss |
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I sleep in chains |
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Through the deepest black |
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Wintergrief |
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Enlightened bu the northern lights |
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A last gleam |
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Of slowly fading northern skies |
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An epitome of my life |
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I see the light turning into darkness |
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There is no return when |
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I hear the angel's call |
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I begin to crawl inside my self |
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To another instituxion |
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A domain for the brave |
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When the wintergrief grows stronger |
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A shrouded dream enthroned in the future |
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Emotional death, the denial of life |
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In remembrance to thee |
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Slaughtered is my soul beyond temptation |
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What's left of the remains in a charred hell |
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Wintergrief |
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Enlightened bu the northern lights |
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A last gleam |
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Of slowly fading northern skies |
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Wintergrief |
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Enlightened bu the northern lights |
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Into mourning signs |
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A last gleam |
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Of slowly fading northern skies |
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An epitome of my life |