Serene snowscape encompassing me, covering the mountains, the forests, and trees
I try to awake from this endless dream, but the windows of life are tightly fastened at the seam
The freezing winds that whip my face are a sly illusion, lies with lace
Cold drops forming from the beating frost turn into ice, will my soul be lost?
How can it be that the blizzard came so early? Take me to the doctor of time
I slip away, every snowflake takes some life from me. I will not be a poet of December's rhyme
Frostbite, is taking control of my mind, destroying the signs of life, oh I know that this isn't right
(Curse my darkened soul)
Will you mother of nature and snow, turn back the time long ago before I am lost in the frozen
Wind?
I will not be overcome, by the windy might
Darkness is divine snowfall, pulling me in to night
I have traveled these roads many times guided by true sacred light, but now the road is so black
(Dark as my lost soul)
Lying here all alone limp and pale, the end of a tragedy's tale, forever lost