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letra de dead of winter - thrown into exile

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[verse 1]
to the ends of the earth we’ll go
in recompense for all we’ve done
banished to this place, bitter and remote
decaying in the dead of winter

[pre-chorus]
plodding through each grim disaster
frigid as i have become
condemned to obey our masters
the expelled. the exiled ones

[chorus]
thrown to the wolves in the blistering cold
through the eyе of the storm we move on
towards a blеak and menacing new dawn
can you feel it taking hold?
hundreds of degrees below
to a place where no one will know
you shall reap what you sow
in the dead of winter

[verse 2]
from the depths of desolation
miserable wretch, your time has come
frozen in disbelief. calling to the sun
how have we come to be so cold and numb?
[pre-chorus]
wallowing in our condition
can’t outrun its icy hold
succumb to the opposition
together we stand alone
plodding through each grim disaster
frigid as i have become
condemned to obey our masters
the expelled. the exiled ones

[chorus]
thrown to the wolves in the blistering cold
through the eye of the storm we move on
towards a bleak and menacing new dawn
can you feel it taking hold?
hundreds of degrees below
to a place where no one will know
you shall reap what you sow
in the dead of winter

[post-chorus]
throw me away
this is the debt that i must pay
to be cast out
into the whiteout
[bridge]
a barren wasteland
is this all there will ever be?
d-mned to a life of misery
we just don’t have the will to go on

[chorus]
thrown to the wolves in the blistering cold
through the eye of the storm we move on
towards a bleak and menacing new dawn
can you feel it taking hold?
hundreds of degrees below
to a place where no one will know
you shall reap what you sow
in the dead of winter

[post-chorus]
throw me away
this is the debt that i must pay
to be cast out
into the whiteout

[chorus]
thrown to the wolves in the blistering cold
through the eye of the storm we move on
towards a bleak and menacing new dawn
can you feel it taking hold?
hundreds of degrees below
to a place where no one will know
you shall reap what you sow
in the dead of winter
[post-chorus]
throw me away
this is the debt that i must pay
to be cast out
into the whiteout

- thrown into exile

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