You in the snow
The one nobody knows
Hot blood boiling at 20 below

You in the white
The one who owns the night
Numb limbs never felt so right

You of the undead
The one forever in my head
Resonant moons have long bled

You of the blissfully cold
The one yet to be correctly told
Snow imprints together growing old

You of the evermore
The one destiny washed ashore
Lost souls could not ask for more