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The cold outside lays waste to life |
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Suspends the process of decay |
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Alone without a friend |
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Suffer as night becomes the death of day |
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Winter |
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This is the season of the fire |
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This is when the reaper crawls |
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Feed the flames and make them higher |
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No sanctuary behind four walls |
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Red sky at night, the shepherd's delight |
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But nothing left by the morning |
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In the town, they feel safe |
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Fools like flies, their friends are falling. |
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Wrap up warm, you'll catch your death |
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Don't let your death catch you |
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The winter tears the earth apart |
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Let's hope we see it through |
