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The life being extinguished

The sound is closing

To the eternal steps of the abyss

Falling to final freedom

Winter has fallen

Just like all the flowers

Trees dying by the horizon

And skeletons like ghosts

The cold crosses me

Like ice spears

While I sigh

My last goodbye

Oh, terrible wind

Take me away from this pain

So that in the somber cradle

Can rest in the dark

Cold Memories...

Dead Memories...