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The fields shine white and cold

And the sky is lonely and colossal

Broken words echo in a valley of thorns

Floating on the wind

A shadow glides over the frozen ground

Wrapping its hateful curtain around the road

Cold hands, last kiss

there are cracks around your dreary grave

Cold hands, bleached skin

There are cracks along the icy hall

Swallowed, consumed

Darkness crept into the sky

The fields shine white and cold

Stillness dwells in deserted woods

All alone

No source of light

Black branches

The sky divides