In the darkness came
the wails of the souls,
lost and tormented
never made whole.
In the coldness contained
a spark of hope
frozen quite solid
with no chance to grow.
In the winter came death
that is always near...
to answer our prayers or
to revel in our fear.
Where once was a light
now there's hardly a glow
to shine through it all
to warm a frozen soul. 
