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Snow-white Death wings the air

Leads its forces towards barbaric lands

With Wind-Scourge in the hand

The harrowed body of Mother Earth it shreds

With their last breath stately trees break in two

When the blade of the Executioner's Sword flashes

In the cruel Winter's grasp

Benumbling frostkilling breath of throat

Covers up the clods with winding-sheet

And the world closed in the ice-coffin lies

Still

Silhouettes of sinister pinewoods on the mountainsides

Wolf’’s mournful sound scratches melancholy on the grim crags

And the faint Moon looks down sadly

To the waste land of the White Silence

Among blaze of stars

A dumb smile spreads over

A Faded Face

Above the thick-icy lake hidden in mist

I am touched by the veiled hand of a dying desire

But cold fingers

Wring my heart...