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a snowy death
the snow that falls down too the ground
is ever floating white
but when the smell of death is bred
it changes to bloody red
the one who's caused this should not be spared
so try too stop him but be prepared
your life could be the next for him too snare
his speed so fast his strength so strong
if you think you can stop him than you are wrong
he will kill you in an instant for you are too weak
your blood on the snow makes it oh so sweet
is ever floating white
but when the smell of death is bred
it changes to bloody red
the one who's caused this should not be spared
so try too stop him but be prepared
your life could be the next for him too snare
his speed so fast his strength so strong
if you think you can stop him than you are wrong
he will kill you in an instant for you are too weak
your blood on the snow makes it oh so sweet
Published 7th Feb 2011
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