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Feb 2016
Frozen by the bitter wind
Hands so numb
To hold her heart I cannot win
With love so cold and dark

Punish me now great north god
For hell is locked inside my heart
I know that I cannot have
Lips of hers so warm

A soul you **** as you blow tonight
Holding my love till death will fight
My last breath I call her name
Oh winter god why do you slain

My ***** awaits with bated breath for
I will return to her warm breast
In another world so strong I'll be
Then and only then the sun
Will bathe me
Sin
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