A hailstorm
Is watching me
Flashing a grin
Of broken glass teeth
Becoming numb
Becoming numb
Becoming one
A hailstorm
Is calling me
From the frostbitten shores
Of a motionless sea
Becoming numb
Becoming numb
Becoming one
A hailstorm
Is burying me
Safe in my tomb
Preserved in the freeze
Becoming numb
Becoming numb
Becoming one
Becoming numb
Becoming numb
Becoming one
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