Shall I compare thee to a winters’ night?
veiled behind a mask of pure
That drown the showings of light
Born from the fallen stars
and more brutal than the winds
Amid a feeling cruel and vicious
Like the punishment of our sins
Shrouded in the shadows
Hidden somewhere out of sight
As the sun falls out of focus
Takes its place, a wintry night
Skip to content
your vision, your voice