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MACBETH lyrics : "Scent of Winter"

Snowflakes descend upon
This frozen river of blood
And winter comes once more

To bring us fear and pain
Itâ??s time for answers now
Itâ??s time to heal our pride


And now the world is turning grey
Hope is gone in a day

Welcome to the place where sun is cold
Where the birds will never sing
The ground will warm our frozen bones

But too late
Here comes the death


The fog devours our path
We lose our will to live
The season of doubt has come

And stars are falling down
Itâ??s time for answers now
Itâ??s time to heal our pride


And now the world is turning grey
Hope is gone in a day

Welcome to the place where sun is cold
Where the birds will never sing
The ground will warm our frozen bones

But too late
Here comes the death


(Weâ??re slowly fading like the dew
Gently staying for a while
Making precious what is crude

Sic transit gloria mundi
From the cradle to the grave)

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