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Winter: a season of deathYou hear a distant soundScreaming, whiningAlong with the cracking of the iceYou can hear someone shouting out your nameThe scratching, the screaming, the whiningYou're frozen to deathOr is it just the sounds of iceUnder your keelAnd you know, you know you're trappedNow you're trappedCorpses are floating op in your wakeFloating upA voice disaappears with the windBlows awayAlong with the cracking of the iceThe track will be frozen over in a whileThe scratching, the screaming, the whiningYou're frozen to deathAnd soon there will beOnly the ice and the snowOnly the ice and the snow
Winter: a season of deathYou hear a distant soundScreaming, whiningAlong with the cracking of the iceYou can hear someone shouting out your nameThe scratching, the screaming, the whiningYou're frozen to deathOr is it just the sounds of iceUnder your keelAnd you know, you know you're trappedNow you're trappedCorpses are floating op in your wakeFloating upA voice disaappears with the windBlows awayAlong with the cracking of the iceThe track will be frozen over in a whileThe scratching, the screaming, the whiningYou're frozen to deathAnd soon there will beOnly the ice and the snowOnly the ice and the snow