Winter Moon

Through darkness of skies shines the moon with might,

Frozen are the wastes beneath its sacred glow.

Blows the freezing breeze through the woods at night,

With howl of a wolf and spirits below.

The peaks are looming above the cold lakes

frozen fields are roamed in sorrow and frost,

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roamed by the sinful whom Winter now takes,

They follow her steps to land of the lost.

A sharp ice now makes a crown on her head,

with freezing moonlight the white mist descends,

To the Underworld she leads down the dead,

In endless darkness their journey there ends.

Still shines the cold moon upon the white plains,

rests the frozen land in it's frozen chains.