You are the angel of winter,
The blizzard that sends out cries,
It gets colder and colder,
So full of lies.
You are the beauty of the fall,
The wind that kills all the leaves,
You destroyed them all,
Not by ordinary means.
You are the heart of spring,
Blooming thorns from flowers,
Which no voice can sing,
Or stop your hunger.
You are the sun shared in the summer,
Burning everything you touch,
Till nothing’s any longer,
You’ve ruined so much.
