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Låt mig få stycka ett barn
Stycka det bara på skoj

Skiva det långsamt till döds
Så att det ångra det fötts

Levern den lägger jag för sig
Så jag kan göra pastej

Den säljer jag sedan till Scan
För att få mätta små barn

Ett barn i köttfärsen från Scan
Ett barn i köttfärsen från Scan

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This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea

My voice, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love...

They say that things just cannot grow
Beneath the winter snow
Or so I have been told

They say we're buried far
Just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?

This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
'Cause you're not where you belong
Inside my arms

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I still believe in summer days
The seasons always change
And life will find a way

I'll be your harvester of light
And send it out tonight
So we can start again

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?

This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
'Cause you're not where you belong
Inside my arms

This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea

My love, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?