like a snowflake on your hand
no exit from this land
fall from sky, no way return
being alive are means to burn
like a snowflake, restless well
falls from heaven to an hell
gravity as fate of fallens
we are soldiers of best callings
as a snowflakes we uniqe
no chance to die or weak
fighting as fate, flame as gift
your pain all, what i'm retrieved
like a snowflake falls on hand
not an start, but final end
i am burns, my fire is cold
i will never growing old
snowflake
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