• The moon comes out to play as the bitter snow falls.
    Blood stains the once white of the snow as another victim is lost to the weather.
    I walk through the silent path in a snow white dress taking all with me.
    my eyes are white my lips freeze. others stop dead when they see me.
    Don't fall in love with winter she will take you to. Frost kills the remaining flowers.
    All who gaze upon me freeze. black roses covered in my frost wilting.
    i am winter.