Texty: 4th Dimension. The White Path To Rebirth. Winter's Gone.

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Dawn is breaking on these woods cast deep in shades of doom
My road is long, the end so vague, I?m praying to be true
All around a world of ice, so cold and torn apart
I?m trailing on a path of old forsaking days of loss

There came an eerie wind, a calling from the north
The urge to learn the answer to a question left untold

Winter?s gone ? and I?m left alone
Winterborn ? Father, hearken my call
Truth?s been waiting, patient, unnumbered years
Countless days I wasted shedding unnumbered tears
Winter?s gone...

Fragments of reality, the shards of a past long gone
Stars and moon, the vault beyond, a poem carved in stone
Virgin whiteness, ancient beauty, a glimpse of Winter?s Heart
Dreams they fade yet lore arcane sustains my mortal faith

The coldest night, His lost domain, my oath upon a ring
Rhymes renewed for ages, soon I will fulfil...

Winterborn ? No, I?m not alone
Winter?s Gone ? His essence still flows
Snow keeps falling, whirling, spiralling high
So are falling, cleansing, clear tears of ice from my eyes...

Winterborn ? I?m one with His world
Winter?s blood ? Scarlet stains on the snow
Still she?s falling, daughter of ashen skies
I?m falling, falling, close to the light
I feel whole?
I am snow?