Something takes control of my erosion.
Darkness hanging over me.
A shadow that projects upon the wall,
you cannot predict the past.
No.
They pull your strings until they snap.
They stitch your spine, they know your lies.
I am alone, so far away from home.
My soul, forever cold.
I am faceless, forgotten.
No.
Hunters marching up the stairs, one by one.
Torches and pitchforks in hand.
They’ve come to slay the vampire.
I am alone, so far away from home.
My soul, forever cold.
I am faceless, forgotten.
No.
I stand atop the shivering mountains with nothing but frost,
to chew through my hollow flesh.
When the sun dies and the moon
illuminates the accursed eye,
watch as I turn the snow into rain.
Winter never ends.
Winter never ends.