Illnath

Spring Will Come
After the winter has ravaged your bones
Life Will Come
Everything will die, but it will return
Frozen rivers will thaw and reflect the sun back into space
The brutal winds of the north will settle down its elevated pace
But before spring comes the bitter cold
So brutal it can turn you to stone
And before warmth comes the bitter cold
So brutal it can turn you to stone
Spring Will Come, after the bitter cold has ravaged your bones
Life Will Come
Spring Will Come, after the bitter cold has scattered your moans
Life Will Come
Blizzards of chaotic tyranny will be tamed by the summer breeze
You will see the world and let go of your soul's dreadful disease