At the dead of winter This is The Day I want to proceed Take a new form I stare at the Fire, which burns in The Night Like stars in the sky cinders so bright I am wearing a Cope Alleywall of Flames Smile on my face as They whisper my name I take the last step and enter to The Realm of No Return The Seedlings are weak My ashes still warm Winds start to blow spreading the pile Time goes on spring and sun breathe of life as jesus wept My life so young just one day old I open my eyes I am alive