The Snow

I am the snow
Running from the sky
Running from hunters
The wicked stepmother
You are three kings
High on rust and wine
Fighting the furies
The missing stories

You say I�m forgetting

What I never knew to begin with

I am the snow
Covering new found lies

The friendly faces
The treacherous places
You withered away
Through doors of other times
Your peace was a soldier
Your spirit was colder

You say I�m forgetting
What I never knew to begin with

Now the king and the queen take their place
Beneath the frozen sky
That took the life
Of the jesters eye
Never again
Its coming again
A time when pain is god
A poltergeist prison
A blackening vision

You say I�m forgetting

What I never knew to begin with
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