Blackbirds soar, on frozen wing
Pine trees stare, silence deafening
Blue mist clings, it suffocates
Taste the dread, oh it's way too late
Cloaked in fear
My time is coming near
Paralyzed
Sorrow as I'm robbed of all inside
Void of what was beyond my soul
Blinded by him, I've seen the Devil's eyes
Cloaked in fear
My time is coming near
That sinking feeling, taking over me
Cloaked in fear
My time is coming near
Forever austere
Moonbeams - so beautiful
Moonbeams melt into the waves
Of falling snow
Shimmering prisms crystalline
Ignite the eerie glow