Renaissance Of Winter

Before diluvium, in this season frostbitten,

North wind caresses a dead willow.

Glacial period reigns, overtakes my heart

With miserable whiteness ad scornful cry.

I met the Empress Judith one day;

She seemed so flawless in my sffection.

But as the seasons changed, I accepted her imperfections.

Enthroned by emptiness, frozen tears she cried.

Nevertheless our enchantment never died.

This path is cold. I falleth with envy and bitter lust...

My encounter with an angel

Engaged thousands of crows and ravens.

Constructing a circle around me and cleansing the sky.

Thou art a widow. thy cry is scornful and dead.

Empress of emptiness, thou art dethroned. Farewell...

Eternal winter, intercept our arrival,

Arrival of a hearse into thy renaissance.

As I thou could, as if I care.