Dead Of Winter

In Frozen Exile (The Sea Of Ice)

Dead Of Winter


In Frozen Exile (The Sea Of Ice)

Aurora borealis flickers on the horizon 
The only illumination in this desolate frost land 
The howling winds cry out to me 
As my frozen soul longs for the ancient ways 

Hail to the majestic arctic wilderness 
Hail to the sunless kingdom of night 
My heart is forever encrusted in frost 
Upon the Sea of Ice 

Now a shade of black deeper than the night's shadow 
Has risen up to obscure the stars 
But two points of light still flicker from beyond 
The eyes of Father Wolf as he lopes across the snow 

The sliver of the moon is sharp enough 
To flay the flesh from my soul 
Her shimmering face peers down from her crystal throne 
And in this frozen exile I remain, alone...