Snow falling upon
the ground
Friends and loved
ones
Gatherd around
A fire blazing
Food on the table
Gifts under the tree
Waiting for little
ones
Or those
Young at heart
To rip into them
And find the
treasure within
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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