Soft snow parries cold dead earth

Weaves a blanket spotless, clean

Swallows up the bone and birth

Not a speck nor stone is seen

Weaves a blanket spotless, clean

Hides away the flesh still warm

Not a speck nor stone is seen

There’s no evidence; no harm

Hides away the flesh still warm

Swallows up the begging screams

There’s no evidence; no harm

No more sleep, eyelids; no dreams

Swallows up the begging screams

With shards of crystal glass-cut ice

No more sleep, eyelids; no dreams

Perfection always has its price

With shards of crystal glass-cut ice

It carves out every withered flaw

Perfection always has its price

It burns away what was once raw

It carves out every withered flaw

And blankets all in blinding white

It burns away what was once raw

With frost’s most vicious sparkling bite