Shadow Walkers

As autumn comes
 Cold is her breath
 Of fire her colours
 Of frost is her embrace
 Silent are all angels
 As she's striding by
 In her wake only snow
 Pure and dead she rise
 As the memory of summer stands aflame
 Gone the warmth of a better yesterday
 Facing the dawn, cold and alone
 Dim the stars that shine so distant
 Vain are we all, but no gods to judge us
 For mourning times of hope and lesser hurt
 Be it know that our kind will never die
 We take but one step back into the shadows
 As winter comes
 Frozen are her lips
 Of grey her colours
 Deadly her embrace
 Gone are all the angels
 As she's drifting by
 In her wake but nothingness
 All still as she rise
 As the memory of summer stands aflame
 Gone the warmth of a better yesterday
 Facing the dawn, cold and alone
 Dim the stars that shine so distant
 Vain are we all, but whom to judge us
 For mourning times of hope and lesser hurt
 Be it know that our kind will never die
 We take but one step back into the shadows