the great frost
melts away
melt with me away
to nothing
once again
the heavy fall
the hooded sky
underglowing
not my sowing
not my seed .
if ever a time
to be alive
i asked for
believe in evil
belief in will
when the halter halts
the iron lapse
the turning stops
once again
the snow blinds
only the sky from us .
not my will !
not my wicked will !