Seasons Of Infinite Sorrow

So dark are these ways to immortality, so dark are my dreams of sins... Insanity!
As the hands of evil are blinding me, bewildered, I can't clearly see the light
Frosted realm of illusion and hate, that's the price... My lonely fate
Heart frozen in depths of misery, obscurity and ice are my reality
As a silhouette of frigid figure, at the heart of winter I am now unpure

No light,no fire to guides me through these path's...
In cold season of infinite sorrow, the aura of death is the only glow
Isolated from every form of life, I am damned into this forbidden sight
As I have followed my demons and listened to my dark side
The shades of dusk have led me to this path...
Who sow the sins harvest the wrath!

Wandering in solitude through empty time, I am dying slowly deep inside
Reality seems to be disturbed in this icy mirror
Reflections of unpure thoughts and terror, driving all consciences in remorse
Among the shadow of fear and sins, my soul is lost in sadness
In a fog, I disapear silently in darkness!
Victim of grotesque and cruel treachery
I am now merging with wrath and untrue insensibility
Dead season without passion, realm of agressive confusion
Dark and vast is this black horizon
How can survive a ray of purity between these lies and words of blasphemies?
As a harmful mist I vanish into the eternity

Imprisoned in time where darkness is all
I stand as a figure frozen by centuries

As withered leaves lying on the ground, merely decaying without compassion
My soiled soul is fading gradually in despair drowning my cries in an ocean of grief
Through the red tide of corrosive deception, I have succombed to the shorter path
Grasping my will and diving it into mournful distress and into darkness

Imprisoned in time where darkness is all, lost in this realm of sarcastic serenity

Gropping through darkness I found Satan's path
Ablazing intensely my inner self with vicious thorns of pure anguish
The harmful mist of darkness is rising engulfing my lonely entity
Deep within, I cry silently, Chocked and gripped by the hollow emptiness
That invades my harsh and sinful soul
My screams are extinguished by their own cries

Inhale by the delightful obscurity, exhale from the garden of purity
Dismissing every light and ray, dead, in cold arms I lie

In the cold season of infinite sorrow, Will I ever see the warm rays of tomorrow?
As I wander between discordant life and death
Will I ever forget the touch of winter's breath?
This terrible winter will be my darkened grave
As I am completely surrounded by an aura of hate