Ice Warden
The midwinter night's kiss envelops my clarity
Induced to believe that this cold breeze is a blessing
I cannot remove her
She is my element
Cutthroat with no regard
And whispers like a snake
Forcing the apple down my throat
To be given such a cold shoulder
As she turns her back to the wind
Approaching the encroaching disbelief
That terrorize and manipulate my dreams
The icicles that form on your breath
Pierce from your lips
And tear through my flesh
No more Ice warden
Autor(es): Erebos
