In the winter my blood grew black Like the Ash tree I drew back I am wooden but burned too strong I am broken but still belong In winter my roots grew down Fingers clutching at a rusty crown I was regal but ruled too long I was broken and staging strong You made a wraith of me You made a wraith of me You made a wraith of me Like winter leaves Like winter leaves In the winter I would stand all night Always lusting after loving light So I hid my heart in haematite Cast in iron and cold inside You made a wraith of me You made a wraith of me You made a wraith of me Like winter leaves Like winter leaves