On my knees, leering down at my reflection as the moonlight illuminates the pathway to escape
On my own, leering down at my reflection as the moonlight illuminates the pathway to escape the bastard's lake is where I leave everything behind
My soul writhes encased in its hollow shell
Nerves perish, frost bitten atop the cold abyss
The forest from whence my brothers and sisters hang from trees, they start to fall into the snow, the icy winds devour the ropes strand by strand
Futile attempts to forgive myself pull me closer to the black hole
Trembling spilling water and blood from my mouth
I lick my lips and the rest runs down my neck
The frosted carcasses of my loved ones are the only source of nourishment within this desolate air