The King of Winter's Death
In the Land of Make Believe
The flowers fade
The King decrees
The leafy trees that grow so tall
Will be forced to fall
Chop them down if they dont bend
Take their will away
I am the King Of Winter's Death
I steal away the Child's Breathe
I take away their Innocence
Mothers beware
Of my lustful gaze
The child Loves
But then they will hate
It will consume them
Till the day they die
And like the trees
They'll Fall
They'll Fall
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