whipping, lashing and cutting young and old
Facing its icy breath may be too bold
I cant feel my face oh No!
It has the frozen the blood my veins, stone cold
I dont know if I my body can withstand the toll
All I can do is wait for the day to grow old
and hope it doesnt take ahold
because this is the coldest day foretold
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