It will be winter soon enough So I prepare my warmth Without the need to prepare my warmth I’d be left with only myself
My winter Snowflakes imprinted with messages of death Words explaining why love has failed How my life is veiled by the comfort of others And how every light grows pale
Reasons for the brightness Fear of self, worry for others, Diminished hope, desire to escape Consequences of my desire
Murder, suffering More convictions and more love Blood stains the snow The snow will always melt Blood stains the snow The snow will always melt Who will see?
