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Text: Vendetta Red. The White Nightmare.

allergenic to your atmosphere
a tidal wave of frozen fear
careening down to blanket all

serenade
our town is only a mass grave
not even the church was saved
and so we pray to piles of snow

i can barely breathe
but i can't see
the ice has nearly frozen me
if my friends die first
i'll eat them

human flesh
abominable sustenance
eternity to recompense

forgivness in a lake of fire

worry now
half the mountainside came down
i took a final look around
and held my breath for two long weeks

i can barely breathe
but i can't see
the ice has nearly frozen me
if my friends die first
i'll eat them




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