Venite Adoremus Dominum

In the weatherproof panes
The reflected room
Stands like a ruined temple amid the snow
The glowing plastic Christ
In the yard across the way
Blazes in the chest of your ghost

A child is shivering in the cold
We must bring him silver and gold

Stumble out from the stifling heat of the house
The wind nearly knocks you to your knees
It picks up with a frenzied intensity
Rips the breath from your lips
Your heart skips a beat
Demanding recompense or something

A child is shivering in the cold
We must bring him silver and gold

A child is shivering in the cold
We must bring him silver and gold

A child is shivering in the cold



Credits
Writer(s): Harrison Lemke
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