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Snow, is falling so white and cold

The wind is growing in strength and in rage

The sky that once was so clear

Is now toning over our heads

The sense of magic is in the air

Can it be the work of the magic book?

Or just by the powers of nature

All that we know is that we just can't stay

Or we'll be caught in the eye of the storm

So run, run away

As fast as you can

To escape from the shadows

We need to find shelter

A place we can hide

From the eye of the storm

So run, run away...

There, far away in the mountain hall

Maybe there's somewhere we can hide

With thunder and lighting above us

We're running as hard as we can

Hunted by the magic of the damned

Can it be the work of the magic book?

Or just by the powers of nature

All that we know is that we just can't stay

Or we'll be caught in the eye of the storm

So run, run away...

Can it be the work of the magic book?

Or just by the powers of nature

All that we know is that we just can't stay

Or we'll be caught in the eye of the storm

So run, run away...