He sat in a room in a square the color of blood.
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He¡¯d rule the whole world if there was a way that he could.
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He¡¯d sit and he¡¯d stare at the minarets on top of the towers, for he was the Beast as he hatched his new plan to gain power.
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And the snow fell, covering the Dreams and Ideals.
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And the snow fell, freezing the Blood and the wheels.
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And the snow fell, they had to keep warm for survival.
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And the snow fell, and defeated the Beast¡¯s only rivals.
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They took the old roads that Napoleon had taken before.
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They fought as the forces of Light against the Darkness in a Holy War.
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One day they were looking out on the sun shining on the cornflowers.
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The next day they were freezing to death in the snow and the ice cold showers.
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Then came the deadly roads back in the steps of their retreat.
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The cold racked their bodies, but worse was the pain of defeat.
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Many people who had hailed them once now turned and walked away, for these people now knew that the Beast was on his way.
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You finally came back to the borders of our Fatherland.
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Now enemies came, traitors everywhere at hand.
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Many people who had fought and died knowing that they had to win.
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And still it sickens my heart to see a picture of the red flag in Berlin.
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The Snow Fell
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