Footprints entrenched deep in the snow The winds howl and the forest whispers Dark shadows dance across the white ground as the bitter winter takes its tole Echoes through the trees from the night dwellers The silence of death approaches Clawing at the bark...Falling to his knees Nothing to hear his pain but the forest itself The night air filled with sweet agony Bloodshot eyes darting rapidly for any threat or foe None to be seen, but he felt the presence Back to his feet...His heart pounding... In his weakened state he still fights The further he goes the thicker the snow Glaring yellow eyes from the dark cracks in the woods Howls in the distance...Howls of hunger They can smell the fatigue. They can sense the loss His feet collapse from beneath Sense starts to fade in this white tomb Slowly his eyes close as the cold takes over Eternal life through death With no regrets he was not a god fearing man nor a fake idol worshipping man he lived in the same way manner he died... bitter, cold and nurelenting and now he is no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
