Hope resigned but a whisper - the flicker of a dying flame struggling against the wind
Anon the embers surrender to the lengthening of shadows
Upon a pallid steed she rides, sovereign nocturnal
Crept the frost to claim the earth, relentless her reign of lunar radiance
Her embrace of gray shall tear asunder
She dances upon the ashes - a spectre amidst the trees
Wreathed in stars - ethereal beauty
The harvester of the life flame

My life entrusted to these embers fallen cold is forfeit in your shadow, yours to take away...