Ghosts of Loss

Out from the north into the south Winter turned his frozen mouth Tearing down the voices of living Leaving bodies buried in ice The wrath of distant clouds Cold wind carries the voice of doom Singing songs for the damned Descending winters for all la

Falling from my life deep to the sea Drowning from living to the depths of me Like the water that burns in my lungs And the light that slowly fades above me I'm bleeding rivers and they carried me to the sea Crushing in this pressure, turning to ston