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There is no heaven, there is no earth. |
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But who was shouting and scratching the windows? |
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Hiding in a shroud of icy stars. |
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That cold wind howling |
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And like a corpse |
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Is knocking by bones at door. |
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Silently the snowflakes soar... |
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The streets are empty now, |
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Because death has walked on the roads recently. |
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And here time was stopped forever. |
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The last sparks of fire... |
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Still immersed in darkness. |
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This is the wind. It whirls in a dance. |
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Bringing cold silence and rest eternal. |
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And once again the frozen dead birds sing... |
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And again death is somewhere near. |
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But no more strength to continue to fight |
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No more hope in the extinct eyes... |
