Desolate Winter Night
Oh how mournful does the wind cry.
Caressing the Strings of Desolation.
And Relentless Snow eviscerate Thy,
Vague Reflection of Salvation.
Even The Night, She sings of Grief.
Selene's compassion, Graceful act of Charity.
Whispers me tender though I Disbelieve.
Thou art no one but a Ghost of my Memory.
Darkness chants Tranquil Verses.
Solemn and Kind prayers but Vain.
I long to Know the Forgotten Scent of Roses.
Forsaken with Thorns I held so long to obtain...