Within the good’s and the bye’s

Within the good’s and the bye’s

Our vibe glows tender to the touch

On such a beautiful day

You are the coldest of them all

To see the ashes of the winter snow

That burn and cut the deepest soul

The wonders of blood has splatter

No doubt it has spilled

Engraved to your shell

Even you the coldest of them all

Wouldn’t be spared at all

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