Sir Auric
11-10-2005, 10:08 AM
If November...
You'll remember through the trials that build December.
Every single dying ember...
Snuffed inside your heart.
And a reason...
By this treason (through the torment that kills seasons).
Every single morbid freezing...
Shadowed by your snows.
But, no hurry...
In this flurry through the blinding that you'll scurry.
Every single sightless fury...
Courted by your hate.
You'll remember through the trials that build December.
Every single dying ember...
Snuffed inside your heart.
And a reason...
By this treason (through the torment that kills seasons).
Every single morbid freezing...
Shadowed by your snows.
But, no hurry...
In this flurry through the blinding that you'll scurry.
Every single sightless fury...
Courted by your hate.