It has been a long winter, and it hasn't even begun
My flesh is frozen blue, solid through, frigid inside
I hear them coming, imminently, wish I could run
Watching as the wolves approach, but I can't move
I'm very willing to pass from view, ready to die
If you find my corpse, celebrate, my time is done
All existence functions through the perfect circle
All things that live also die, and the world turns
