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The freezing cold...

And ice of apathy in moves of shades

Who used to live like men

This land is fed by seeds of pain

The endless dark…

Fog stealing all the light from those

Who wants to find the path

The empty eyes are crying seeds of wrath.

These seeds are waiting for the sun

Lay deep in frozen mud

One day the land be warmed by rays of dawn

In times when snow turns blood

I see rebirth…

Our future as a vision from a distant past

The wheel of time is turning forth

And sprouts emerge through crust

depleted by a stormy flood

Behold the times when snow turns blood