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The Snow
Cast the throw and ebb the heart
Cease the day with light and dark
Whither through the minds of the mentally encrazed
Chew on the souls of the children that are dazed.
In the time of a century ago, man was trappped in misery like snow
Beast upon beast bore their young while feasting on power for the monoleaders shrug
Whether or not the man knew best he always flaunt his bosom bared chest
Alas the morning the the light shall shine, drawing thruth from beauty and wealth from the devine.
How couldst thee tremble upon thy grounds, and weep for the dead and place the Crowns and settle for nothing more then whats endured, but that hasty man which his path he had procured.
Why should one be taught so crazily into world that ever so hastily offered blood for the script of the devil and sold their soul to the dirt and shovel
Days upon days the night time grew! And crazy the man that thaught he knew
Up on the life that lay his neuse he hung there in the shadows, and lost his truth!
Oh how the gallows wept and the towns men roared and the people of the kindom Gleamed at the gore! And lapped up the shrine with the blood of a lamb and cast out Man to sell his soul, AND, fortell nothing more then a future of the corrupt and set it out And let the people eat it up, and bare the children of the century ago and cease the night that was trapped in snow!
