Mother nature explode in colors
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It is the gruesome season to come
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The darkness grows in my mind
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As the tress fade to die
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Oh, I feel so strange, the wind blows so cold
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It feels like someone else reign the time to come
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May this, my subconcious prophecy turn out to be real
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As autumn turns to winter...
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Then winter will turn to death
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Times to come are frozen
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I feel it in the air
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Times to come are evil
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Oh, what a lovely feeling to wake up to a choir of witches
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Those grey infernal creatures
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As they lurk in the obscure morning light, morning light
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Snow has covered the ground
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The wolves must be a sign, a sign, a confirmation of what¡¯s left to come
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I release my spirit of hate, as I enter the circle of wolves
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They, brothers from the dark past, shall tear the lambs apart
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Times to come are frozen
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Times to come are frozen
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I feel it in the air
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Times to come are evil
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Times To Come Are Frozen
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Ancient's Rebirth |