Brought back from the silence
As darkness whitened into a day
Tried to weave the pieces together
Force the past away

Mind weary of sorrow
Body tired from the way [bad word] yet another morning
Of longing and dismay

What have I for you to offer
Besides this long haul
Wade across vast snowfields
Journey through endless moors

Death walked the earth today
Without a sound, motionless
Forced its way into my arms
Caressed me with the dark

Dragged again up to surface
From the bowels of the earth
To face yet another morning
Breath gasping black steam of death

These are our waking hours
In cold sunlight we pine away
Towards yet another morning
Till following hopeless day