When you lose your will,
does your fire die?
The snow of reality
will surely kill your flame
Let me fall into a burning
pit of embers painting night.
Follow ashes dancing slowly
in the winter's dimming light.
As I feel the breath of darkness,
I’m trying not to remember
how this life's so cold and hollow
like the death call of December
Find your shelter
Dark and hollow
Enlighten it with inner fire
Escape the sorrow
Falling leaves are calling out
to sing up to the waning moon,
Their intentions diabolic:
overshadowing Her groom.
Morning heat will not return to me
from stoic greying skies.
A living fire burns until…
Until it snows and then it dies…
As all light will fade
Darkness will come
Bringing the pain to you…
When nothing remains
All hope is gone
Taking away the dew…
Beside the dying fire
My hope is lost
Inside my putrid soul
No light, but ire
As all light will fade
Darkness will come
Bringing the pain to you…
When nothing remains
All hope is gone
Taking away the dew…
