Lethian Dreams - Midwinter | Текст песни

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• Lethian Dreams
• Midwinter

Here I stand
Where winds come and go
A garden of snow
Where cold Settled home

In every moon
A different fate
A silver Threat
awaits for fall

In a midwinter voice
fields and hills cry

All is setting forth
In different shades of white

No one will save no one
No one can see you
No words will heal you now
No one can save you

We're setting forth again
We flee like ghosts again
In shapeless shadowslands
We're setting forth again

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