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Cold winter it will be

The wolves are ready to return

Mount Castle Baron is the heart

Of the murder of the human by the wolves



Green becomes white

Snow as a child

All firs will cover

And your eyes are frozen

You didn’t know

You’ll find yourself

Lost in a woods without view

You blind feel the wolves coming

Their cold breath

You can feel miles away

You didn’t know

You would never have thought of this end

Their soft footsteps in the snow,

Bring your mind away

And the only way out

Is the battle for survival

A blind man against a wolf

Like the beasts in the Colosseum

This is not the death I choose

Oh Lord of the winter, Lord of the high mountains

If you knew that our race is evolved

But the nature will reign again and again

And she will win on those who raped and destroy

Cold winter as gone

The wolves run away

Mount Castle Baron is the witness

But this is not the death I choose