Seasons of Infinite Sorrow

So dark are these ways to immortality, so dark are my dreams of sins... Insanity!
 As the hands of evil are blinding me, bewildered, I can't clearly see the light
 Frosted realm of illusion and hate, that's the price... My lonely fate
 Heart frozen in depths of misery, obscurity and ice are my reality
 As a silhouette of frigid figure, at the heart of winter I am now unpure
 No light,no fire to guides me through these path's...
 In cold season of infinite sorrow, the aura of death is the only glow
 Isolated from every form of life, I am damned into this forbidden sight
 As I have followed my demons and listened to my dark side
 The shades of dusk have led me to this path...
 Who sow the sins harvest the wrath!
 Wandering in solitude through empty time, I am dying slowly deep inside
 Reality seems to be disturbed in this icy mirror
 Reflections of unpure thoughts and terror, driving all consciences in remorse
 Among the shadow of fear and sins, my soul is lost in sadness
 In a fog, I disapear silently in darkness!
 Victim of grotesque and cruel treachery
 I am now merging with wrath and untrue insensibility
 Dead season without passion, realm of agressive confusion
 Dark and vast is this black horizon
 How can survive a ray of purity between these lies and words of blasphemies?
 As a harmful mist I vanish into the eternity
 Imprisoned in time where darkness is all
 I stand as a figure frozen by centuries
 As withered leaves lying on the ground, merely decaying without compassion
 My soiled soul is fading gradually in despair drowning my cries in an ocean of grief
 Through the red tide of corrosive deception, I have succombed to the shorter path
 Grasping my will and diving it into mournful distress and into darkness
 Imprisoned in time where darkness is all, lost in this realm of sarcastic serenity
 Gropping through darkness I found Satan's path
 Ablazing intensely my inner self with vicious thorns of pure anguish
 The harmful mist of darkness is rising engulfing my lonely entity
 Deep within, I cry silently, Chocked and gripped by the hollow emptiness
 That invades my harsh and sinful soul
 My screams are extinguished by their own cries
 Inhale by the delightful obscurity, exhale from the garden of purity
 Dismissing every light and ray, dead, in cold arms I lie
 In the cold season of infinite sorrow, Will I ever see the warm rays of tomorrow?
 As I wander between discordant life and death
 Will I ever forget the touch of winter's breath?
 This terrible winter will be my darkened grave
 As I am completely surrounded by an aura of hate