Cold as if frozen in ice and snow, sunk, drowned in the frozen sea.
My father is called Winter, my mother is called Frost, and I am one of the icy children.
White as snow, black as death , red like the blood in the old slaughterhouse.
Accidentally they gave me away into the world,
Why didn't they drown me at the baptism?
My mother is heartless, my father a stone, heartless stones their children.
White as a tombstone, black as distress, red as the bricks on the old slaughterhouse.
They gave me as a friend a bird that speaks.
He spoke to me, but didn't understand me.
My father's name is Nobody, my mother's name is Zero, Zero and Nobody are the children.
Nobody like nobody, nobody like nothing, nobody the children of Nobody and Nothing

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