Wilderness of Reasons

Tenebris animorum inconsideratorum
Mens mea perturbatur...
Sun is cold, the wind it burns my face
The air is thin, of life there is no trace.
Leaves are dancing, beneath my feet they spin
from trees they've fallen, a game they couldn't win.
The snow lies deep, it covers all that was.
Stars shine dim, they're simply there because
a drift builds slowly, enclosing me within.
My thoughts come slower, I'm frozen in a grin.
Surrounded by the seasons
I'll find myself today
in the wilderness of reasons.
My mind's in disarray.
I can't find the only way.
The heat is rising, it's scorching all I see.
A fire river boiling, runs scalding to the sea.
Rays of heat shine down and burn life away
Swept across the ground, destroying what they may.
Surrounded by the seasons
A break in the routine.
In the wilderness of reasons,
my life is now a dream.
I can't seem to find the only way: help me find the way.
I'm lost in the woods and I feel no emotion
I'm desperate for strength and I've lost my devotion.
Soon rebirth begins, the dawn of a new day
to replace all that was, to mold it out of clay.
The rain begins to fall, through endless sky it's tossed
Time has claimed its due, to regain what's been lost.
Surrounded by the seasons
I'll find myself today
in the wilderness of reasons.
My mind's in disarray.
I can't find the only way.