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The seasons' cycles draw their end,
with a hollowed echo of love's pretend.
As cold as winter's hard invite,
I fear I've lost what once seemed right.

She calls to me with friendly guise,
Perceive her truth through shifty lies.
It's not for love to be renewed,
But for her to glimpse beyond the blue.

To shaken memory I'm still bound,
In our wrongs we both drowned.
She drew from me the ease of youth
Our lives apart, I mourn her truth.

Betrayed by my lover,
Oh, what have I become?
Embrace of another,
To her, the cool breeze, I succumb.

Between his arms you reach tonight
Once more, I bruise, to feel your slight.
Fall down in shame, but do not cry
You're undeserving of my sighs.

Turn my head and walk the path
From you, I'm left, only half.
Draw this knife from its safe
In and of, I lost my faith.

I feel your eyes within my tomb.
Their touch is soft, they crave to ruin.
And their reflection urges, 'down'
Down the blade to ease the crown.