Wraith

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 am regal but ruled too long I am 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 hematite Cast in iron and cold in sand You made a wraith of me You made a wraith of me You made a wraith of me Like winter leaves Like winter leaves