Solemn, absent eyes
Lifeless, gazes of old
Howling suns of dawn
Take and embrace thy soul
The cold funeral winds
Will not return
They have claimed life's blood
Taken to paths of silence
And the holocaust flames
Rising from the depths
Now unfurl their malignant wings
For the inner ash and dust cloud my dark crystal eyes
And my hands
Stained with earth and blood
Winter harvest brought only damnation
To the ones that have cried to the wind
Cried with their withered voices
Tales of forgotten days
Lifeless echoes through dead winter's fields
On death's wings I soar across the gravelands
Aghast in the paths to silence
Witnessing immortality cease
Darkest aeons passed
Through mysterious arts
Winter harvest brought only damnation
To the ones that cried to the wind
And the wind cried back
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