Shadows of whisper rising...
Open the stormwings over the night when the dusk of the thorns, in the sky the clouds
burning when the moonlit shines on the winter.
Grace...time in winter heavens burn when the strangers are counting for
of whisper rises, on the darkened sky.
[Speak:] Hear the winds of the sky, I am the winter moonlight.
time and terror...war time cause I am winter the moonlight in enthroned sky,
whispering like heaven, burning as clouds, from the skies
of mist is the winter.
[Speak:] Heavens are burning over my sight when the northwind storms on the
winds...nightbird is calling,
when christ fire is burning.
Open the wings on the winterday, I am the wings of the night calling them.
[Speak:] Life is the
time when the clouds upon of me burning high.
I am the winter, calling the daylight, I am the winter moonlight, heavens storms
and burning when the enthroned sky like a mist.