Black oaks above the skyline

Standing against a foggy rain

Ice crystallizes forests

Howling, bleeding out the pain

Wolves run through the night

Where sun and daylight die

An obscured and tormented sky

Blows a wind of death upon my

Eyes

Cry freezing tears

Eyes

Grant me sight so I can see

Pyre

Burns into the woods

And dust

Pierces all my wounds

Wolves die through the night

As moon enlightens the sky

An obscured and tormented fire

Burns a wind of death upon my