Tears fall from the moon, frozen in the night sky

Quiet absolute from the flutes have laid in my mind

My scars are forsaken and the ice pollutes my veins

Violins weep on February nights, yet why are they sad?



Dance of willows and blue flames lick my face

I can't bear to be apart from the memory of seeing your face

Your eyes haunt me, and collect all of my undying sins

They rip a void in my heart and make me mortal from within



Love and war alike burn in the blood aside me

So stagnant like the fawn succumbing to winter's wrath

I once thought you loved me but this confusion has amassed

My tears fall silent and frozen, but this too shall pass