Winter

Well I dreamed that I was running, through a wilderness of plenty
 And I could hear the hunt behind me, getting closer, getting closer
 And I knew that the end was coming and I wished that it was over
 Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter
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 And now the mercury keeps rising, like the sap and the blood and the oceans
 And the asphalt acres melting, in the fetid air of poison
 And I can hear the soldiers coming and I wish that it was over
 Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter
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 I felt them tugging at my shoulder to come and join in the celebrations
 To mark the triumph of the Emperor, the all-conquering everlasting summer
 And the streets were awash with the blood of the innocents, sacrificed to slaughter
 The crowds all drunk on power and madness as the noise grew ever louder
 And I could hear the knives being sharpened and I wished that it was over
 Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter
 Let all the sins of the past be buried in the frozen ground
 Let the last of the vengeance fires die
 The back wings flying high above the skeleton trees
 Disappear into the white
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 So let the weary land be rested and the killing season over
 Let the shadows stretch forever in the light of burnished silver
 For I fear the age of consequence and I wish that it was over
 I fear the age of consequence and I wish that it was over
 Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter