winter chant

I swallowed the rain
I drenched myself in my father's sorrow
For the sake of the cold hearted ones
I shall endure the pain that has been blessed upon me
Along sings the dark angel
 
On the first day I shall hope
On the second day I shall despair
On the third day I shall cry
On the fourth day I shall scream
On the fifth day I shall destroy
On the sixth day I shall kill
On the seventh day I shall be born
 
I shall be born in winter and be one with the cold