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May the snow drown the world

These are hours of endless boredom

Waiting for the first snows

Alone, facing the wind

A foggy ceiling falling on my gaze

My tired eyes rise to eternity

When piercing clouds heralding infinite grey weather

The wind blows even stronger in the branches

Penetrating cold

Haunting whiteness

My wife, my mother

My daughter, my whole

I'm No longer waiting for any divine sign

Cause my God us only a wandering of my mind

When I'm facing the first snows

At least, here comes the first snows

At last, the white clothes of mother nature reign on earth

All is quiet, they re all dead, mother nature reign on earth