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As a stranger I wandered to this place I was self-confident but afraid Crimes shadowed my way I flee from long arm of law I used to run but now I crawl My knife is still colored by blood Cold breathing Northwind shattering As I say a silent prayer for my soul My soul in shadows that rise upon my crimes Ice and snow whirl shredding my skin By fierce blow of ice-cold Northwind From Letras Mania