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It is the night that calms us, slowing the blood inside turning flesh to stone. Outside the sky is falling. Flooding the rivers with snow. Some chilling tales have told. (Chorus) An apathetic mind, Has lost the will to control Another love dies For she had too much to give Kind words will not be spoken Cries will never be heard And endless pain was foretold Passing through the shadows Driven into the soul And as winter brings its days to an end, we are still within our sleep. As freezing winds begin to calm, shelter is where we remain. And for the loveless who turn their back on life, it is for those we celebrate. And although existence is a dream, will we live when we awake Passing through the shadows Driven into the soul Until our years are old.