Endless are these frozen winds upon my flesh
Knife-bearing, they slash and tear away
My courage, warmth, and will to fight back
Until hatred is all that remains of my heart
Endless is the hate this season taught me
Endless too is my fear
Endless are the taunting nightmares
Bearing warm memories into this cold Hell I awake
I always awake
At the end of suffering even joy may follow
To be torn asunder is to know wholeness.
To know how to suffer is to know exultant joy
Even in this Hell the beauty is endless
And Heaven can be seen within
This beauty is endless
Endless