I long for the ripping
And your teeth at my throat,
For the rending of shadow
And screams through the smoke.
Your blessed Winter --
My Darkness eternal.

Once it was simple,
Just a Dream wrought from snow,
But the leaves have all fallen.
I am full of unending wishing. . .
Your blessed Winter --
My Darkness eternal.

Bring me the fires
And the warm silky ashes
The rain calls us together
Past all years of tradgedy. . .
Your blessed Winter --
Our Darkness eternal.