Lyrics

[Intro: Heavy symphonic orchestration with dark piano and ominous synths, distant female vocals, cinematic buildup]
The chill of twilight, the lake deep,
A heart once so vibrant, now lays to sleep.
Loneliness whispers, with a shiver and sigh,
As the ice starts to crack, and the night starts to cry.

[Verse 1: Dramatic female vocals with heavy guitar undercurrent, symphonic background]
She wandered alone through the frostbitten wilds,
A shadow among shadows,
With each breath a tremor, the air turned to stone,
In the quiet of winter, she felt so alone.

[Chorus: Powerful female lead vocals, full symphonic metal instrumentation, soaring strings and distorted guitars]
Oh, the ice melts away, with a whispering plea,
In the grip of despair, where no one shall see,
Time’s a ticking softly, yet her heart’s restless ache,
A race against shadows, the cold starts to break.

[Verse 2: Heavy symphonic groove, emotional female vocals with layered choirs in background]
In that moment so fleeting, she slips from the shore,
The water, it beckons, to a world she adores.
A fractal reflection so cruel, a mirror of dreams,
As she struggles for light, lost to this icy stream.

[Chorus: Repeat — full power symphonic metal chorus]
Oh, the ice melts away, with a whispering plea,
In the grip of despair, where no one shall see,
Time’s a ticking softly, yet her heart’s restless ache,
A race against shadows, the cold starts to break.

[Bridge: Whispered female vocals over thunderstorm soundscape, sharp rising orchestral strike leading into soaring vocals]
Can you hear her cry?
In the endless stormy night,
Calling out for rescue, every moment cold with fright.
The echoes of silence, a ghost in the frigid breeze,
Hurry to her side, her soul set to sail with the leaves.

[Verse 3: Hopeful yet fierce tone, fast-driving drums, dueling guitars and orchestra rise together]
Hope rides on wings, the angels draw near,
Following her cries in the night, constant fight with fear,
With hands outstretched, in the dark they’re entwined,
Finding warmth in their grasp, leaving all sorrow behind.

[Outro: Slow, grand orchestral fadeout with layered choirs and gentle guitars, bittersweet yet victorious]
So she floats on the surface, the ice now a veil,
A porcelain doll, soul set sail.
Hidden in perfection, till spring brings warm winds.

So she floats on the surface, the ice now a veil,
A porcelain doll, soul set sail.
Hidden in perfection, till spring brings warm winds.
She drifts forever lost.
She drifts forever lost.