a whispering cry

heard from a casket of stone

sorrow reap the windscreen

I am here all alone

shades of grey cast to the sky

in the deepest night



icewinds tears drips on my unbeloved soul

coven of black mist sing for me

ceremonial hymns of the purest blasphemy

at one with the earth

alone with light in my eyes

the ravens circle around my tomb

as I dream the night

frozen by icewinds