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of the darkness they came
Warriors mighty in numbers
They wanders guided by the stars
In freezing winds, breathing the cold
The snow is falling, in winters cold

That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood
Nothing but Your blood
Nothing but the blood
Of Jesus

eat
Purified white souls as bright as snow
Shame
I drink the blood of Jesus Christ
Shame
Our father not to be forgotten

Wallachia 
Bound by my rule

In the dawn an angel was dancing
Surrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
And with patience awaiting the night
Angel

fall snow from the sky
We will pay with our glory
In the fire of battle
Zeus today is mine
Killing all in my way
Like sheep and like cattle
Smashing

nothing good have I,
Where-by the grace to claim;
I'll wash my garments white,
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.
Jesus paid it all, all to Him I owe;
Sin had

Vicious jaws of the wolf
Surrounded and shivering
Overwhelming terror

Blood red snow in the blackness
Eviscerated by ravenous jaws
Bones picked clean

Wow
Yeah
Lets go, lets go
Yeah
Man of a thousand faces
Blood runs through several places
Yeah
Undefined told you many times
Yeah
Lets go, lets go

dying I think I'm losing my mind
Confusion agitates anxiety
The contrast of blood in the snow bewilders me

Here I lie
A mere shell of the man I once was

child unbound
Slice him them pass it Around
Staining the crystals of snow
Shards of ice making blood flow
Make the blood flow

Destiny led here by powers

Snow Outside

Dave Matthews

Away from the World

2012

the snow outside
And the two of us
Oh child hold tight
If it gets to be a crazy ride
I'll be here right by your side
For the rest of our days
Oh, for

I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I I I bring it in by

thou in them boldly

Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly. 

In his master's steps he trod where the snow lay dinted

Heat was

Good King Wenceslas

Bing Crosby

A Christmas Collection

2000

the winters rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his masters step he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed

Good King Wenceslas

Bing Crosby

Christmas [Single Disc]

1999

the winters rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his masters step he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed

red, on the day you fell

Blood red, blood red
Bloodlet, bloodlet

Smells like Teen Spirit on the radio
Jumpin fences, fightin in the Utah snow
Bloody

the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging

can follow all the prints left in the snow
I don't know
If I'm running round in circles
Into hurdles
My blood curdles
As I stare
Into the ripples
Of my

blood upon the snow
They say revenge is a plate that's best when it's served cold
If so
I'm like a frozen turkey
Watch it blow

verse 2 (Jsun)
welcome

Drops of blood fall
Slowly in the snow
How can I feel alive without

Her?

Freeze bones
These flakes
Disappear in to my hands
Feel so alone
Digging

winter?
I've got snow for brains and chills in my veins again
Can I survive one more norwegian winter?
I've got ice in my blood and feet in the mud every

North Nights

Slowthai

The Bottom/North Nights

2018

Madness
From a boy, been chased by badness (mad)
I was like rah, nah, nah
Suck your mum like your dad (your dad)
Back in the day when I jumped

precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow

it snows we can just sit and hit a line
Maybe see the planes by midnight (ya)
Matches graves in the burial site (ya)
Love and hate on my wrists yeh