Snowblind… (indifference - part ii)

Why don't you kill yourself yet?
This snow is blinding…
Why don't you kill yet?
In the rending groan of the night blizzard
Flashes of the yesterday dawn are melting…

Away the black flocks are flying… your shores are desolate…

Death comes from the north…
Its snow wings…
Look at the rising sun!..
Frozen breath with anguish…
Do you still live in these halls of oblivion?

Leaden clouds…
It is hard… gloomy…
Dark sky
Is drooping low
With the rags of putrid shroud…
The altar is steeped in blood…

The snowfall will not cover…
The tracks of your presence…
Wind is taking away
Long black plaits of smoke…
Sacrificial flame
Is flaring up
Full with food…

Ominous glares… shadows are playing…

Your time is passing, the guard of the snowfalls…
Numb fingers are not feeling the cold…
Your time is passing. and roaming voice of yours
Disappears in grinding of ice

Away the black flocks are flying… your shores are desolate…