Testi:
Hollow Snow

me At the mountains Fangs of ice and fear Hide in silence Caves that echo evilly Lost in ice and cold Our Hell's made of snow Upon returning to the

guide me? Staring into greyness, A nightingale doomed to sing his sorrow to the north wind Caged, unable to realize My thread?s spinning fast, unravelling into this hollow

here, stop and smell analog hell Clenchin' a stench of burnin' logics and a child where yearning optics... Now someone's approached the robe, shaking like snow

y'all, through the wall Talk about the weapon that ya brandishin'? I've heard it all before, like Sunshine Anderson Me without beef, is like a pervert with no porn I icegrill like barbecues in a snow

East Found a hollow hoe in the Colorado snow It's like I follow anywhere el Diablo go Took a stroll with a feline And sat silent while the snow flakes

spirit-eyes, Xerxes... look far, and tell me what you see. [XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors and snow-crowned

but don't let it bring you down Cause changes are not always bad I never thought everything could feel so hollow A lifeless soul like the withering grass beneath the snow

sun protrudes through the frozen wilderness As the endeavours of the silent wanderer summon in vain Cease to exist as the blood crystallizes blending with snow

style is butt 'n' ass; I pass one to A+ And I say hush child cause your plush style Is unstable as a slush pile You ain't down with the program You snow