Black Christmas - Demo | Текст песни

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the trees have dropped their leaves
and all pretense of living
followed with frozen sleep
and forgetting summer’s name

i raise my hands to winter
barest branches form a shape
the sky has frozen over
and i will do the same

cut the tree down and drag it in
drape it’s body in ornaments
like us it once was a living thing
but we stole its life
and limb

it’s a black, black season
it’s a black, black season
and i dont need no reason
to be sad on christmas day

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