Red snow, red snow, falls so slow,
Truth buried where the cold winds blow
Red snow, red snow, hearts turn stone,
This ain't no Christmas, it's a funeral zone
Red snow, red snow, it stains the ground,
Christmas bells wail, a ghostly sound
Hoodie up, head low, nowhere to go,
A winter’s curse falls with the red snow
Santa’s sleigh dragged by wolves, not deer,
Chimneys clogged with smoke, not cheer
Broken glass ornaments, shards of regret,
Hopes cut deep, can’t stitch the debt
Mistletoe hangs like a noose in the breeze,
Breath turns to fog, prayers freeze
Snow falls red, a crimson veil to the night,
Streetlights blinkin', shadows dance in fright
Footprints smeared, tales of sorrow they trace,
Blood on the ice, the city's cold embrace
Hollows echo, choir hums in the mist,
Death carves stories, a scythe in its fist
Whispers creep, they claw at my mind,
Darkness thick, no solace to find
Red snow, red snow, falls so slow,
Truth buried where the cold winds blow
Red snow, red snow, hearts turn stone,
This ain't no Christmas, it's a funeral zone
Red snow, red snow, it stains the ground,
Christmas bells wail, a ghostly sound
Hoodie up, head low, nowhere to go,
A winter’s curse falls with the red snow
Silent night, but the screams still linger,
Pain's melody played on a ghostly finger
Carols warped, they shatter and bend,
Echoes of a holiday that will never mend
Cobblestones slick, slick with regret,
Each drip a memory we can't forget
The trees bare witness, their branches weep,
Under the red snow, where secrets sleep
Red snow drips where the angels tread,
Hollows in the air, whispers of the dead
Streetlights flicker, shadows conspire,
Carols twisted, choirs caught on fire
Frostbitten fingers clutch a loaded dream,
Ice cracks beneath, but it don’t scream
Church bells toll, but they ain't savin' a soul,
Candles flicker, swallowed by the cold
Frostbite prayers, lips cracked and torn,
Faith frozen, the heartache reborn
Red snow, red snow, falls so slow,
Truth buried where the cold winds blow
Red snow, red snow, hearts turn stone,
This ain't no Christmas, it's a funeral zone
Red snow, red snow, it stains the ground,
Christmas bells wail, a ghostly sound
Hoodie up, head low, nowhere to go,
A winter’s curse falls with the red snow
Crimson flakes drift, ashes from the fight,
Silent night, but it don’t feel right
Candles melt like the time we lost,
Every wish paid with a heavy cost
Red snow settles, hearts grow numb,
Echoes of the past beat like a drum
Footprints fade in the haunted glow,
Left alone beneath the red snow
Red snow, red snow, falls so slow,
Truth buried where the cold winds blow
Red snow, red snow, hearts turn stone,
This ain't no Christmas, it's a funeral zone
Red snow, red snow, it stains the ground,
Christmas bells wail, a ghostly sound
Hoodie up, head low, nowhere to go,
A winter’s curse falls with the red snow
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