Lament For Winter's Passing

In a lifeless shroud of cold she now lies
A divinity, with beauty unmatched
Bewitched by the Goddess of the dark moon
Her twilight season now faded to black.

Torn from grace by a selfish decree
The only light for the dark realm below
Crowned Queen of the Kingdom of the Dead
Against her will, her innocence spent.

No, don't take her from me
Don't you hear her tortured screams?
No, don't leave me here
To see her only in my dreams
Alone, she walks the blossoming fields
Unaware of the malevolence lurking below.

By the hands of a god, the world turned to black
The land and time stood frozen with death.

A chariot drawn by coal black horses Emerges from the ice-covered ground
The dark mist of Hades encircles her form
And invites her soul to the chasm below.

With each passing hour the sky grows dim
The last gleams of life fade away
The earth lay swept by a white seraphim
Transformed by her season of despair.

No, don't leave me here
To live by myself
No, don't leave me here
To live in this frozen realm.