Seasonal Affective Disorder

As always the seasons have turned And winter grasps the northern world Might of darkness cease the day The light of life - driven away Dust is what is left of blossoms in the spring Let the winter begin How can I face this Reflection of me My own flesh and blood So dislike me Father - I am of you But yet so fresh Sprung of this world Another world Black milk of dawn I drink you In the night of dark embrace At dawn and dusk at all times 'Till all my beloved are defaced This light of dawn I cease it From my dark life enhanced The sorrow of another world In past winter it's engulfed Dust is what is left of blossoms in the spring Let the winter begin How can I face the reflection of me My own flesh and blood so dislike me Father Inherited Indestructive bonds Parallel carnations Take us on Throughout all time Travelling But you You're inside of me And I see your history Condemns me