Aspera Hiems Symfonia

Wintry Grey Frozen streams and vapours gray, cold and waste the landscape lay... Then a hale of wind. Hither-Whirling, Thither-Swilrling, Spin the fog and spin the mist... Still we walked on through woods and wintry gray, home through woods where win

Here is so desolate; Times, they are dark Words ceas' - to end as echoes rolling afar Empathy arises whilst thou drapest this world in black; The only colour that can paint my soul Clad in the shades of night Thou reflects the pure of heart Amidst al