Winterchylde Departure
Slip through the open window
And find me
In the shadows of fable
Waiting for salvation
I am no longer alone
Burning from elation
I melt into the fold
Of your hungry ambition
Break through the greatest defense
And find me
In the facets of shame
Waiting for salvation
I am no longer alone
Burning from elation
I melt into the fold
Of your tempered decision
For these wicked thoughts are my truest friends
Melancholy moments tumble toward the bitter end
An adamant marker for the inescapable destination
