The crystallized flakes are cold against my skin
Winds chilling my blood again
I'm running blindly into these fields
Because my freezing death it yields
The sun shows false warmth
As its rays make the crystals glisten
You can hear my wails of pain in the distance
In my cold, cradling grave
There's nothing left for me to save
The world turned it's back on me
So I turned my back to it
And gave my life away
Because you wouldn't stay
I didn't want to live another day
My lips turned blue
My skin turned ashen white
With my eyes closed
And numb toes
I breathe my last breath
That leads to my Frozen Death
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