Snow

The Signs I saw, when I saw you, are decorating now a Nightmare’s sweetest Smile …
upon it’s Horse, outside this Day, it’s covering the World with all it’s snowy Marks …
But where am I now? – Where shall I go? – Where I’m at Home? And who called for Snow? …
Where Devils dance their Devil’s Dance I’m waiting patiently for any Sign of you …
then in my Eyes and in my Veins I know there was a Smile, that had replaced the Sun …
But where are you now? – Where shall I go? – What was your Name? – And who called for Snow? …
And Snow falls on where Snow falls on and all the Pages are so white, like Worlds around, so snowy white …
Where Devils dance their Devil’s Dance another Devil cries of being just a lightless Hole …
I’m crying …
I’m crying Snow…