Behold, the heart which none can thaw
the death which cannot be undone
the cold embraced within something not quite human
dark eyes which will never fall upon the sun
Behold, her soul is long frostbitten
her warmth ebbed away in years long past
the story long ago written
coming to dark at last
Behold, there she lies in the ice dew
forever lost in her mourning
look upon winter's cold lost child
here until the morning
