Whiteout - Wolfheart

In the eye of the storm

Waiting for the winds to

Strenghten, a gale to grow

In the core of confusion

Awaiting for the fall

It’s not a fault

Imperfection of sort

Not a sin to be forgiven

It’s not a failure

To refrain from light

When there is only

Darkness in sight

In the heart of the chaos

Unease and disarray

Awaiting for the whiteout

To bring conclusion for us all

It’s not a fault

Imperfection of sort

Not a sin to be forgiven

It’s not a failure

To refrain from light

When there is only

Darkness in sight

Embraced by the nightfall

The darkness came to me

Without descent of the sun

Before the flames shall return

And ablaze the sky on fire

I will hide myself in

The shade of the moon

Last ray of the light

Sole spark of the sun

Final and so fragile

Travelled from afar