.The wind is blowing grim
Inside this dismal churchyard
Its frozen breath creeps through the trees
No signs of life around
No funeral rites from years
It seems the world forgot about here...
And I'm walking down this path
Among these crumbling stones
So old vestiges of a sense.
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