For those who live, life is unfair
When death comes, no one is prepared
There's no more hope and dreams to share
Nothing else remains but despair

We are losing this fight
Most of us already died
We are fighting on the fourth night
People need to rest tonight

It took a moment to take a deep breath
It seemed unreal what was all around
A field paved with death
Countless bodies on the ground

It was getting harder for them to move
Low temperatures were making them slow
One by one, Tyrants were falling
Frozen they lie on the winter snow

Now that they started falling
We might have a chance to survive
If we resist a few more hours
They should retreat to keep their lives

With the cold wind blowing
And the sun about to rise
The enemies retreat
Swallowing their pride

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