The Dead Swan of the Woods - Doom:VS

Death gathers slowly

In these woods

A burning heritage

…lost to the wilderness

I remember nights of rain

Swallowed by the cold

In this all-consuming void

I reach out to thee

Reckoning tears

Underground hours

Trying to remember

…dying to forget

On the lake, frozen in time

Autumn’s slow demise

You took my hand

Bleak from knowing

That everything dies

Your body still cold

From the fall

Weary eyes of old

…watches from the skies

I remember nights of snow

Consumd by the flames

From this all-consuming void

I reach out for you…

On th path, frozen in time

Winter’s final rest

I took your hand

Cursed with knowing

Accompanied by your

Final breath