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Wrapped in biting wind Hearts will never bleed Frozen and banished Out of grief In their restless dreams They try so hard to breathe Pulses flutter and sting Within this bleakness (Ah, ah) Pain will come with the blade Pain will wake up the despondent crowd In this dormant world somehow Unsheathe a sword not to kill Unsheathe a sword to rend those clouds above the ground Wake up, it's time to gather now