In the Dead of Winter [My Heart Fades]

This is "Winter Pastoral" as it was originally intended...

The snow blankets the ground
Deceiving my eyes to what is beneath
And the true landscape remains hidden.

[My smiling face is a mask to my soul
Deceiving their eyes to what is beneath,
And my heart is hidden in confusion and lies.]


The wind bites at my skin.
Its touch penetrates through layers of clothes
And my ears ring from its scream.

[Shame gnaws at my heart.
The effects of my life penetrate beyond me
And their hearts ache at my tears.]


The nights come faster, and stay longer.
Darkness falls over the land
And settles in our hearts.

[Hopeless thoughts are coming faster, and staying longer.
Darkness falls over my conscience
And settles in my heart.]


The winter is cold and lonely,
Fearful and dishonest.

[My heart is frozen and alone,
Afraid and confused.]

Winter Pastoral

The snow blankets the ground
Deceiving my eyes to what’s beneath
And the true landscape remains hidden.

The wind bites at my skin.
Its touch penetrates through layers of clothes
And my ears ring from its scream.

The nights come faster, and stay longer.
Darkness falls over the land
And settles in our hearts.

The winter is cold and lonely,

Fearful and dishonest.

Lost Soul

So much loss has killed my heart.
I got in too deep, too soon,
But eighteen seems too young to die.

So many things are gone
That will never return to me.
So much loss has killed my heart.

Friends, morals, respect, faith, hope –
There is nothing left to me anymore,
And eighteen seems too young to die.

They flew from my soul
Like sand through my hands,
So much loss has killed my heart.

I can only blame myself
For my untimely deathward spiral,
Because eighteen seems too young to die.

I gave these precious things away –
Parts of myself I can never gain back.
So much loss has killed my heart
Yet eighteen seems too young to die.