What I hear is the sound of ice breaking under my feet
And all I see is a bed of earth where the fruit of my war lies
It's time to decide-to live or to die-to fight or letting time decide
I look up, a glance to the sky-a huge sigh and I smile
And I feel a scent snow-between mountains and high clouds
And I feel the cold wind breathing inside
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