can you feel the wrath of the storm a power too mighty to conquer as the wind rips through my flesh on my knees as i pray for an answer lord i am but human weakened i tremble with fear i need to know for myself is this to be my last winter
winter
to die in your arms ice sculpture in flesh i look towards the sky but the sun cannot save me life has all but gone and i breathe my last breath
winter
as the cold tears through my flesh i want to be alive again wrapped in your warm coiled arms life from the ice cold whore lord as i pray for an answer i shall never fail you again make me strong for this moment as i prepare myself for the end