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点击复制Hispers in the winter's chill, echo through the night
A haunting melody begins, as stars lose their light
The ground is hard, the air is thin, as shadows start to form
Morena's call, a siren's song, the herald of the storm
In the heart of winter's grip, where the sun dares not to tread
Morena's breath, a frozen kiss, whispers of the dead
Her icy fingers claw the earth, a requiem so bleak
A symphony of silent screams, the solace that we seek
Looming silence, a foreboding sign
As the world turns grey, we cross the line
Her kingdom comes, her will be done
In the cold and dark, we become one
Morena's Requiem, the cold and haunting tune
She dances in the shadows, beneath the pale moon
Her eyes, a void of darkness, her touch, the end so near
In her embrace, we find our fear, Morena's Requiem, we hear
She weaves the frost with sorrow's thread, her garden of despair
Each flake of snow, a story told, of lives beyond repair
The barren trees stand witness to her melancholy reign
As she sings the end of days, in her domain of pain
The chill that settles in your bones, the death of warmth's last gleam
Is but a prelude to the night, in Morena's winter dream
So let the cold consume your soul, let darkness be your seer
For in the heart of winter's death, Morena's always near