Tales from a Winter to Come

And the Winter did the things I wanted to be done
No matter the pain in gave
The rain continued to fall on and on

So the wind brought grief, and the cold she'd tears
And now my allay is making
Making me one with hissed cry, oh

The Winter rages out through my mouth
Breaking through the windows of your Summer
It freezes pure love, and fills your stories with pages
Pages from a Winter to come

From a fortress of frost
Blood pours forth from my mouth
Flooding your dream fields, your shores
Sweeping your hopes away to where no senses reach

This death-filled sky reflecting the horror I lust
I'm hidden up here in decrepitude
Writing with blood, tales from a Winter to come



Credits
Writer(s): Carmelo Orlando
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