Twilight shatters at the hand of dawn, The ice encasing this scarred flesh thaws, Ice turned life, this pained hurt seemingly gone, A pure light welcoming me, for no discernible cause?
Once only bringing death to the beautiful dawn's light, I now see a beauty in these fires, inviting and warm, I rise to my weary feet, reaching newfound heights At home at last in this falling snow, in this passionate storm.