Black snow's on the ground
I can't hear a sound
Message from the dead
They''re now around
Whispering my name
Their bodies are in flames
Your life will be lost
When truth is found
Why are you screaming
Why are you bleeding
If life just was not made for me
Why are you weeping
Why are you bleeding
If I just was not made for it
Oh my blood as red as roses
That you bring to my grave
Oh my blood as red as roses
Growing through my grave
Dead birds are on the ground
I can't hear a sound
Message from the dead
They''re still around
Screaming out my name
Their bodies are in flames
Everything is lost
When I am found
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