Trail Of Tears Joyless Trance Of Winter
Winter! The hatred rises in the cold
The way it sharpens all my senses
will enable me to fill the void
All your countless and weak attempts denied
You run with new-fed terror
Pale as you kiss damnation
Pale because of your failure
Hurt where it hurts the most
Bleak as the courage falls
Hit by the winter sadness
An orphan of your own madness
I will attack when you least expect it
and make you stare in awe
with blood-shut eyes at the perishing sun
Too many lies
Too many failures
In midst of yourself
you struggle in vain
Hurt where it hurts the most
Bleak as the courage falls
Hit by the winter sadness
An orphan of your own madness
Too many lies
Too many failures
In midst of yourself
you struggle in vain
Too many lies
Too many failures
In midst of yourself
you struggle in vain
Shivers! The way you shiver as you crawl
To see you tremble as your panic grows
is a reward in it’s purest form
Fearful you watch the end
as it reflects in the mirror
As you turn blue I vanish
in a joyful trance
Winter! The hatred rises in the cold
The way it sharpens all my senses
have enabled me to fill the void
All your countless and weak attempts denied
you ran with new-fed terror
Pale as you kissed damnation
Pale because of your failure
Too many lies
Too many failures
In midst of yourself
you struggle in vain
Too many lies
Too many failures
In midst of yourself
you struggle in vain
