Winter rose of red Lay bare your crystals Encasing your blossoms Beautiful in the dark Never to be lost to the wind again

Ravenous, greedy, dark demons, You watch your prey from shadowed… In a manner most desperate, patien… Soft innocence; when it looks even… That they should stumble, your mou…

During times of sadness, when smil… What is the point in remembering? When the only comfort you have is… Why do we bother to shield ourselv… When despair and hope strike while…