Frozen landscape
So cold
The polar winds
Cuts my skin
Ancient coldness
Mortal desolation
The shimmering mist
Falls like a silver blanket
Pale, the cold light
From our full moon
Spreads over
The icy desert
White fields
Silent
Desolate
Pagan frost
I raise my fist
Through the haze
Crossing hands
In the dark
Pale, the cold light
From our full moon
Spreads over
The icy desert
Pale, the cold light
From our full moon
Spreads over
The icy desert
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