FROSTWOUND (WOUND OV FROST)

Darkened sky - I’m freezing
Storm is nigh - I’m bleeding
Wailing wind - I’m freezing
Blowing in - I’m bleeding

It shall not snow another inch
From this task I shall not flinch
Holdeth my hand up to the sky
Remove a digit with the knife

Darkened sky - I’m freezing
Storm is nigh - I’m bleeding
Wailing wind - I’m freezing
Blowing in - I’m bleeding

As the blood flows down my wrist
I clench my hand into a fist
Was this sacrifice in vain?
I must wait and take the pain

This wound ov Frost

As if it knew what was at stake
The storm ahead begins to break
If snow returns I’ll pay the cost
I shall suffer wound ov frost

This wound ov Frost