Vendetta Red
The White Nightmare
Avalanche, a tidal wave of frozen fear Allergic to your atmosphere, Careening down to blanket all. Serenade, our town is only a mass grave. Not even the church was saved. And so we pray to piles of snow. I can barely breath, but I can't see, The ice has nearly frozen me. If my friends die first, I'll eat them. Human flesh, abominable sustenance, Eternity to recompense. Forgiveness in a lake of fire. Worry now, half the mountainside came down, I took a final look around, And held my breath for two long weeks
From Letras Mania