00:00I bled into this earth once, thought it had taken everything from me, but I've seen worse things crawl out of the dark, men hungrier than wolves, colder than winter itself. This time, I'm not running from death, I'm hunting it.
00:18They think the snow buries sins, but I've learned it remembers every scream, every drop of blood. Out here, vengeance doesn't fade, it grows sharper, like the edge of a blade waiting for the last strike.
00:31You talk about vengeance like it's a choice, but for me, it's the only thing that's kept me breathing. Every night I hear their screams, the ones I couldn't save, the ones they left to rot in the snow.
00:46I see their faces in the firelight, frozen in time. I've carried their ghosts on my back for too long, and I'm done running from them.
00:56If blood is what the land remembers, then I'll stain every inch of it, until the earth itself forgets their names.
01:06I've buried more than I can count. Every face I've lost keeps me hunting. This isn't about forgiveness, it's about making sure no one like them ever breathes again.
01:17Out here, mercy is dead. Only reckoning remains.
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