World Under Ice

In the shades he finds protection,
He's a fallen angel on the run
The night welcomes him
Like a lost son
As he's walking
Under his brother moonlight

Nobody knows where he's coming from
His breath is freezing the branches of the trees
And his eyes are almost perforating
The environment around him

He sets the world under ice
His aura is white gleaming
Around him eternal coldness

But inside he hides a warm shine
As he's waiting to change into spring
Sorrow and grief are his two companions,
He's older than mankind

They fear him and the gifts
He brings them
But they know they need him
To reanimate creation
In the circle of nature
He was always the most displeasing one

A scapegoat for the tragedies of life
And this is the way it will always be