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