When his heart is overcome with the cold of winter
A light shines through the falling snow
Accompanied by the melody of the lone hunter
Playing for the silent night, his only foe

Alone, without himself, the wolves stalking closer
Acceptance of a life ending and nothing expected
Tonight on the eve of his death, he thinks of her
The dimming light of his fire, beautifully prophetic

She who can dismiss his deepest fears
Even with all that will come to pass
With the deepest memory held dear
Of her love, greater than nature's wrath

Faced his foe with courage in her name
He laid his head on a softest pillow of snow
Smile on his face, resting in peace, they came
And the strength she gave she'll never know

I'll show you myself because you already know
And I know that what lies beneath may be different
So different, but so beautiful in the soul's undertow
But when taken from my heart, becomes non-extisent

However, you still know with trust that lies deep
You believe in the passion expressed in my eyes
And although you can't see it still makes you weep
Because if something so beautiful was only a lie

Life would not be as sweet, and, well, is that really any good?

The place is not important nor is the time
When it comes down to it, it's only you and me
The simplicity of that cannot be embellished
You and me, that's all it will ever be.

Even still, as I lie still, and realize the tragedy
And the things I can't seem to regret take
When I can't ever see my pathetic fallacies
And I try to change for your own sake.

Especially when it will always ever be
The simplest solution to you is me.

A crown of thistles and thorns,
Worn as I walk through the Wasteland
Carrying my burdens and hope on my shoulders
The noon light and the twilight.

Step and another forward forever
Into my now broken journey ahead
Footing the edge of the final ledge
Final steps filled with regret —
Or could it be hope?

My Passion is dark from my view;
Somehow, I shine as a Beacon
To the hopeless and the desperate,
The hearts that are broken by fate.

String me up now before I destroy them all,
All along with myself, in my pain.
I was meant to be this way,
To die while I’m still pure.

My bitter victory makes you ever sweet.