Cusp of slumber Colorless, bleak and drawn Awaken Frozen machinations, seized by rust Blaze in the northern sky Reaches out and pierces through Unending frost Coerced by the faces in the coals Belching black smoke Clutches the air of purity (swept away) Purity (swept away)
The witch's call Dimming of days with The summoning of the feral beasts Frozen rot Weary and broken With the coming of winter
Echoes of daylight Stricken silent by the grip of relentless cold Asphyxiate Memory of life, buried and gone Beneath the frozen soil Entwined in withered roots Bleached and white An empty faded husk Stripped and raped of what never was And what will never be (wilted and bound) Never be (wilted and bound)
Funereal howl Eclipses the light of virility In all things Tortured limbs Brittle and cancered in the dying sun
Finality of all flesh Primitive beckoning Of the unconscious vow Reckoning existence Unraveling the elaborate ruse
The witch's call Dimming of days with The summoning of the feral beasts Frozen rot Weary and broken with the coming of winter
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