Winter rose of red
Lay bare your crystals
Encasing your blossoms
Beautiful in the dark
Never to be lost to the wind again
Never again....
It’s a promise... right?
Our world is coming to an end
And the snow is falling
Is this winter never-ending?
I won’t believe so
Too many have gone missing
Too many have been lost
Rest now dying rose
Of a transient world of white
Look the sun’s arrived, I pray
Can’t you see it’s light?