Visions of Illusion

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Just once I wish I could see
Falling leaves and swirling grey
As night turns to day
And cold soon to arrive

Just once I wish I could hear
The sweet melodies of the birds
As clouds swirl across the sky
And cold winds encompass our souls

Run far away
Heed the warning signs
Else you’ll fall into her icy embrace
As she comes to take all we have

Stone you shall become
To her sweet whisper you shall succumb
To solid ice your blood shall freeze
For she takes all life from our world

Tears of blackened ice you shall cry
Silent pleas you shall scream
Yet all this shall be in vain
Haven’t you ever seen snow fall in the moonlight?

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