Bad Omens Of January

Frigid whispers enfold your face
Time weaves a melancholic grace
In the winter's cradle you come to life
A soul embraced by the frost so rife

In winter's hold, where shadows play
Time unfolds a tale, a constant array
Leaving emptiness in its acid trail
A dance with shadows, in the cold you sail

The dark omens, time's cruel game begins
Stealing moments and dreams
A frigid breath whispers in the air
Becoming hollow, a silent despair

Your strength grows with every birth of the year
I deeply respect this dark side
And your resistance to these gloomy times

The dark omens, time's cruel game begins
Stealing moments and dreams
A frigid breath whispers in the air
Becoming hollow, a silent despair