Into The Frost

The world around has forsaken us by the tempest coiled flame
A last piece of the lingering burning fire chills the earth
The southern wind carried the vision of the time that has come
Leaving all stories told with the shimmering white flowers
Flourishing by The days of the old

Shadows of the old lang syne
We stumble & fall over the dead branches from the elder glam
Everlasting wasteland desolate & pale

The final closure has come, for everything to be as one
Accended to the beholder, the deliverence of all life
We were the bestower, like gods we built as mortals we fall

Once thriving & tall, carved by the seasons
The remembrance once ablazed in the colors of flames
To be forgotten, now grey & old
The trunks of life whitered their last recite
Feel the icy wind, the heart of the wintry wraith
The arrival of the arctic Leviathan

The gloomy fog consume the realm
The essence of the flares has taken it's turn
Reforged from the solemn embers the blue flame flicker it's veins
The northern wind carried the vision of the time that will come
Leaving all stories untold under the heavy funeral snowfall

The final closure has come, for everything to be as one
Accended to the beholder, the deliverence of all life
An age yet to come, when everything remains as it never was