Fimbulwinter

[[Previously named Persephone]]
The mighty winter coming forth
Before the tides of war
Bringing death in its wake

Bodies pile high in the snow drifts
Lady Hel's only gift
To those alive

Starvation is lingering here
Leaving the smell of fear
As the hunger sets in

Fimbulwinter are the days
For the last living
To face judgment for the ways
Of the past living

I survive by eating the dead
The last food on this bed
Of freshly driven snow

The ones that died are but a gift
To those living in this
Frozen Hel on earth

I bare witness to those last days
Of this Fimbulwinter
Counting the last of greys

Storm clouds rolling overhead
Instantly freezing recently dead
At night the wolves come to hunt
The world is falling, this descent

Fimbulwinter are the days
For the last living
To face judgment for the ways
Of the past living

Fimbulwinter freezing days
My strength is leaving
My breath fades slowly away
I'm the last living
((Written by HadesRising))