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Let there be cold, doom and dark!

The ground's barren, the trees are stark

Let there be blizzard an' mist!

Wake up, carnivorous beast!

Consume the needless, tear the weak

Run more quickly, prowl an' seek

I strike my staff upon the ground,

Nothing living shall be found

My fierce white hounds, with eyes of red

Howl through the night, a paean to the dead

Astromancy let me know

That tonight someone will be reborn

O, wind that rages all night long,

Wrap the maid and sing her a song

Oh, my Great Sloe! Lull the forlorn

By your mortiferous thorn!

Open your chest towards me

An' venesect your veins, for art

Will live in thee

You're what must winter

Permafrost will kiss your aching scores,

Thou will sense tenebrose force

You're what must winter

Her solitude is a sign

Of powers beyond a lifetime

These tears never will dry

But inspire you to try

Neomenia! Somber hecatomb!

Make a shelter in my gloom

Take this thorn into your heart,

Sleep, while it grows your part

The spine inside me,

It leads me away

But keeps me for a following day

You're what must winter,

Lustrate at this night