Shadows are visible in the moonlight
In the icy snow four legs roam
One croaks with vicious hatred
The other circles desperately
A bitter tear, a cold look
A bitterness in a poisonous sting
The hand held hard around the shaft
One shadow broken fell
One's death, the other's death
When no one could show anything
One's blade, the other drew
And stung so that the first died
Then they searched, they searched Yet
One of the two men
Like under the moonlight somewhere
Be part of this dance of death
Red snow
Red snow
Red snow
Red snow
A deep and sad abyss dwells in the depths of his soul
As panting with hunger enslaves its bearer
It grows like a root if it once took root
And burns like a fever, the one who does not ¥r against
There is no antidote if it once sucked air
It crushes joy and happiness and it suffocates common sense
It has never It pushes boundaries, it wants to see how brothers die
It sullies the purity of the spirit as blood colors snow
What did they fight for, what did they fight for?
In a fight that kills and destroys
One has nothing left
Of what the other now has
One has life, one has died
Where the blood has flowed hot and red
One has lost life and gold
The other has gained eternal guilt
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Red snow

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