Every winter feels the same
The darkest, longest cold
The most extensive of d**h
Taking its time to be reborn
Every winter feels the same
The familiar fear of grief
The most desolate memories
Display yourself for me to embrace
I remember the woods where we lay in the snow
Only then was there a meaning for the frore
A moment soon rendered in a painting
Now abandoned to the farthest retrospection
With no regard, the wind may lash my skin
And the cold pierce the core of consciousness
Bring me back to those moments I will despair
Until the frost amongst my soul captures me in ice
Every winter feels the same