Another one by Tarak, penned in one of his pensive, melancholy moods...
In the white winters I bleed with my wounds frozen
In my destiny to find you in the far northern lands
I have waited all my life to give you my love forever
A long battle I have fought through rain and sun
Through the light and darkness I have kept going on
A thousand battles I have fought with no sight of victory
Why in the name of love do i bleed
What battles need to be fought in the name of love
Now I am not the man I used to be
Broken by the cold winds that cut into me everyday
Death and destruction have come upon me
I crawl on the ground in the hope of life
Slowly the winter snow takes the color of my blood
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