| The hope turned to frustration
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| In the first night of the winter
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| A walk in dark forest
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| Suffocates my own spirit
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| To break the cries of moon
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| Calmness turned to restlessness
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| In the first silence of winter
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| Greedy thoughts and ego minds
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| Are covered with shadows of lies
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| The spells turned to curses
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| In the first storm of winter
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| Lonely thoughts with endless fear
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| My night starting to fade out
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| Calmness turned to restleness
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| In the first silence of winter
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| Greedy thoughts and ego minds
|
| Are covered with shadows of lies
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| The last mind was twisted
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| In the last days of winter
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| The souls couldn’t scream
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| No they couldn’t dream
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| The hope turned to frustration
|
| In the first night of the winter
|
| A walk in dark forest
|
| Suffocates my own spirit
|
| To break the cries of moon
|
| Calmness turned to restleness
|
| In the first silence of winter
|
| Greedy thoughts and ego minds
|
| Are covered with shadows of lies
|
| The spells turned to curses
|
| In the first storm of winter
|
| Lonely thoughts with endless fear
|
| My night starting to fade out
|
| The hope turned to frustration
|
| In the first night of the winter
|
| A walk in dark forest
|
| Suffocates my own spirit
|
| To break the cries of moon |