Winter, Winter…..

Winter, winter, eternal winter
Is dawning on this planet
The green leaves wither
To mourn for his rotting flesh

And one will walk in pride
Over this land, a shattering glass
With knives that have a farmer’s blood
The knives that are pointing back to you

Now you know the reason
Why the dead man never rises from his corpse
He who has found your worthless wealth
Says ‘never’ to his precious life

Ah! Life!
A fancy word by wise
For surviving on evil
For all the selfish gains

The warmth of your blood
Will dissolve in this winter
The guilty cold will pierce
Ruthless into your bones

All your gold and silver
Will rot like the harvest of his field
Today, you bought his life
For a morsel of grains

The snowflakes will fall silently
Burning into your soul
Feeding on the fruits of this land
Slowly you are scavenging this earth

Winter, winter, eternal winter
Its written in your destiny
And when my passions die in brumous fire
I wonder, ‘Is the spring far behind? ‘

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