Beneath the cover of night The churchyard stirs a dream
Winter, a cold opus opposed Against my snowbound hand
Denial, freezing My tainted soul withers
Striking pain From this life of agony
So sweet that which empowers The soul when light draws low
Empty all that weep Into the lake of sorrow
Beseeching in faith Distant tunnel lights
Redemption, recovery From this life of agony
I walk
I breathe every lovers final distressful words And I see every dusk and dawn that they foretold I walked an old path for the last time Then blown away like candlelight Forgotten like snow that had once enrobed a death