The Snow's drift is endless
The Sun dear not show it's face
The cold winter of the storm
The iron charriots move with out stop
The foot prints left behind
Lost forgotten dreams of children
Cold machines walk with out thought
The storms carries a heavey burden
The voices call out in the snow
None can reply with out a tear
Move with out life
Death within prayer
The snow travels with the path
None shall ever whisper a single notion
Let all but shadows grasp this place
Among the snow,among the frozen tombs we sleep.
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"Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time."
