Night, a city of blurs covered in snow

I stare down and let it all go

An icicle

Through my heart, it hurts

Burning a hole, fading me to earth

The sun I see, shining beneath me

The soul reaches for a desperate call

My light departs as the spirits stir

Zero gravity turned against me

A pit, a palace for souls

Lay the resting grounds for my so-called hope

Though hatred, the pathetic source of the lost

Drives me back from the dreaded hole

Paler than a moonlight

A wolf howls

Shattering the silence of night

To puppets of darkness, sending fright

Night, a city of blurs covered in snow

A stare down and let it all go

An icicle

Through my heart, it hurts

Burning a hole, fading me to earth

Rising beneath, a spirit cries

A shackled mind, a spirit’s cry

A rush of blood, shimmer in sight

Colours crimson and scarlet radiate the sky

Night, a city of blurs covered in snow

Day of the cold living, a pretentious sight

Blood flowing through my veins send shivers through the night

And taste the bitter edge of my vengeful scythe

Rise once again, a maelstrom of thoughts

Gather round me as we take flight

Through this land of a rigid flow

Colour it, other than a colour of blood

Wolves howl as serpents lurk

Roses and Jasmines bloom once again

A City of Night in lively green and crimson

A City of Night free from a prison

A prison of thoughts, the unyielding grasps

Of selfish reality

Bleed the hands of fate and destiny

To a requiem of ghostly gasps

Wolves howl as serpents lurk

Roses and Jasmines bloom once again

A City of Night in lively green and crimson

A City of Night free from a prison

Night, a city of blurs covered in snow

I stare down and let it all go

An icicle

Through my heart, it hurts