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Thorns Of WinterEmerging from the barren wastelandsIce erects its fearsome monument; Crafted by the winter storms, Sculpted by the harsh, frosted breeze. Dark winds of nightfall chill my soul As flickering shadows mock my weary way. Under the screen of darkened skies The black seeds of chaos grow. This cold world lies deep inside me; Brooding within my severed veins. As the thorns of winter pierce my skin, Thorns of winter Deathly pale spirits of suffering Thorns of winter Sinister spectres of malice and discontent The flame is torn from my wounded heart. Descending to an eternal winter, My haunted body, mind and soul. |