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Dance Of December - Eternal Tears of Sorrow

The four winds still keep moaning

The song once heard at the birth

It is the chant for the northern sun

And for the seven stars of the Plough

Forged in the flames of the heavens

On the vault of winter skies

The ancient call for the snow

And the rune for the blazing ice

Pouring tears of the weeping maiden

Staining the dress of the virgin white

Leaves the deepest kind of yearning

In the chains of the northern lights

Like a moth in the darkness

Through the flare of the charm

And the first winter storm

Where the frozen leaves are falling

And the light gives up to shades

Sweet touch of the mother nature

Seals up all in rest

In the arms of the darkest season

Sleeps away the flame of the day

Joins the dance of December

The dance of descending winter veil

Where the frozen leaves are falling

And the light gives up to shades

Sweet touch of the mother nature

Seals up all in rest

In the arms of the darkest season

Sleeps away the flame of the day

Joins the dance of December

The dance of descending winter veil