Winter’s Summons – A Lower Deep – letras

Winter’s voice is calling out my nameSummons with cold promisesLeading me on by frozen candlelightGathering to sight a numb dull pale whiteWalking through this forest in my mindBrowning leaves cruching under footShadowed vale filled with abandoned still lifeBarren trees serving always to remind meInto a granite hue I wakeHopeful for the SpringA long day yet have I to waitUntil warmth’s dawningSleep is coming for the dreamingEver dimming, old old manNow I’ve come to the end of daysAn old friend guides me homeAt last I’ll find a place to restIn warmth’s dawningWinter’s calling for the grayingEver fading aging man