GATES OF WINTER

It’s never far before the dawn

The time between is not so long

She turns away from the chains of summer

Cries sad tears to the moon above her

Come eternal winter’s howl

The snows of hate are on the ground

Gales echo a final calling

The salvation for angels falling

Whoever flies into the sun

The dance of death has now begun

She always smiles in the face of danger

The time has passed to re-arrange her

Now your morning shelter’s fallen

And the shining light’s discarded

A ten count for the degradation

A black book for her reputation

Now in the frozen years

I’ll cry these winter tears

Each one whose lost a face

Another there to take his place

It’s never hard to see the end

The time beyond to live the trend

She peels her way through a shroud of darkness

Paths of pain to sear downhearted

Come eternal winter’s howl

The snows of hate are on the ground

Gales echo a final calling

The salvation of angels falling

Lyrics by L. Poems  copyright 1995, all rights reserved