The frosty white lane
Down the 'Wolve's Bane'
Tagged along with the joy of jingle bells
My foremost heart
Frown at the part
where I stood with the most visual grin
I remember about the
Rudolph and the red nose reindeer
The countryside along with its pioneer
With the sudden rush of happiness.
Little red socks, the big gree tree
Lights and locks
I feel so free
When Christmas is along the corner
Stand with the most beautiful
Visual of the year
But to those little tears
Of that little two sisters
Who barely had any good Christmas
Still standing with glittery eyes
hoping the foremost.
May past all the sad and sorrow
May past all those who cried tomorrow
Now is the time to jingle along with the light
The spirit of heaven and hell between the fight.
Dec 14, 2021
Dec 14, 2021 at 11:46 PM UTC
The frosty white lane
Down the 'Wolve's Bane'
Tagged along with the joy of jingle bells
My foremost heart
Frown at the part
where I stood with the most visual grin
I remember about the
Rudolph and the red nose reindeer
The countryside along with its pioneer
With the sudden rush of happiness.
Little red socks, the big gree tree
Lights and locks
I feel so free
When Christmas is along the corner
Stand with the most beautiful
Visual of the year
But to those little tears
Of that little two sisters
Who barely had any good Christmas
Still standing with glittery eyes
hoping the foremost.
May past all the sad and sorrow
May past all those who cried tomorrow
Now is the time to jingle along with the light
The spirit of heaven and hell between the fight.
Merry Christmas to all of you.