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