We live because of fear,
Maybe because we know the end is near,
Some live with no reason,
And just went with the flow of the season.
Fire of hell feeds our fear,
In every passing year.
A winter cold of heart,
Hardens as stone every sweet oxheart.
Every year there’s always a season of winter, but not every winter have a blazing heart.
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