Shadows Beneath

Beneath the frost, the earth still weeps. A thousand graves

where silence sleeps. The moon a mirror to my scars. And I reach

for solace in the haze. But shadows twist and block my gaze.

Oh, the weight of shadows beneath. They pull me down,

they steal my breath. No light, no dawn, just endless night.

The shadows beneath, they hold me tight. The river freeze,

the stars grow cold. The stories die, the lives grow bold.

I walk alone through ashen skies. The wolves they howl but not