| I remember, it was December
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| The darkest winter, my body shivered
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| The coldest snow, cold north wind blew
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| The greatest storm hit like the thorns
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| The place’d been chosen and God howled there
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| The wind was his voice, the snow was his soil
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| Without a heart in those frozen years
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| His searching ended and my heart was gone
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| Northern doom, life in the frost/The coldest bloom, the time has stopped
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| Lethal wind, the freezing orgy/Cold death, there’s no glory
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| Northern bloom, the heart I’ve lost/The coldest doom, my life has stopped
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| Killing wind, the lethal orgy/Blood must be shed, mine is this story
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| Without heart I’m cold as snow
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| I try to reach for it once more
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| I follow the sunlight and hear the howl
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| The last light will end up in God’s mouth
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| I thought I could make it to the end
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| But finally my faith started to bend
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| Surviving, it was all I thought
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| I wanted to live still one hundred years more
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| I remember, it was December
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| The darkest winter, my body shivered
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| The coldest snow, cold north wind blew
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| The greatest storm hit like the thorns
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| The place’d been chosen and God howled there
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| The wind was his voice, the snow was his soil
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| Without a heart in those frozen years
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| His searching ended and my heart was gone
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| He made me bleed when I was asleep
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| I bled for the frost, I bled for my fears
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| He stole my heart and carried it away…
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| And when cried, only the echoes remained
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| Clear wisdom I finally had
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| I felt so empty, I felt so sad
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| He took my heart so far away
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| I started my life as a northern slave |