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When I see the earth |
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Choked and dead and old |
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Ruled by a bloody sword |
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Falling sharp and cold |
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The poison seeps through all the gaps |
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We drown in scum and blood dark red |
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We stand by the sea |
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At the edge of light |
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Hear the fading screams |
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See the coming night |
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The winter brings a frost so cold |
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The year is yet worn out and old |
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Hold the blades up crossed |
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This is worst than hell |
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Spring shall come again |
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Like an endless spell |
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Still winter covers trees and lakes |
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A dreadful mist between the graves |
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And the birds of prey |
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Tear apart the night |
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Trust in pride and will |
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Comrades at your side |
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The swords are risen to the sky |
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The worst shall bleed before they die |
