[Jotunheim]: 60.Miscellaneo
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Under the monochromatic sky
on the snow-white ground
where the bloodstains can be found
lies a man so weak and silent
knowing no words
blind and frightened
maybe never wake up from a dream
sleepwalker harvesting death
faith, anger or dread
whatever steers our steps
the destination is always the same - deep into depths
time introduces the cold space
the location turns into a haze
a cruel trick by fate
lonely destination
water runs no more
standstill beneath the surface - deep in the core