| A lightning rips the sky apart
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| The ground is covered with snow
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| The trees are torned by the winds from the past
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| And the sky is left with scars
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| I hear a voice from a distance
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| It whispers my name from the deep
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| My soul is released from the star
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| From where I have viewed the world
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| I turn back to where I once was spawned
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| To the tree where my soul was descent
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| The moon reflects in the freezing water
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| And I glimpse a gleam of light in the distant horizons
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| Like a child who crawls to its mother
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| I am slowly approaching the horizons
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| To see the fear in their eyes
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| As the birds depart from the skies
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| I hear the screams of a woman
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| As the stars fade away to die
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| I remember a time in a past forgotten
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| I was created centuries ago
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| The earth is swallowed by darkness
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| My time has come
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| Once again snow falls from the skies
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| The world is mine to view
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| I am of darkness
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| My departition is darkness
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| And from darkness is my resurrection |