Through the wintry lamp light Fell sleek white snow A lone gull, december pale With wings cleaving the chilled air Above the mist clad harbour Where time stands still She stares at the pitch black sea Lost in its grim beauty Like an angel of death The white veil shadows her black soul Long beyond hope The snow covers all memories A pale departure of hope These bleak days seem like years Radiant as a haunting spirit In the frost white light The gull swept past her and disappeared Into the deep black sky A pale departure of hope These bleak days seem like years In the dark rivers of the heart A pale departure of hope