December

(In the) Darkened shroud of morning Simplified in face and stature Blessing in the storming Sweetness of a subtle feature Alone and safe inside Without worry, with out knowing who's Been cast aside Twisted down, escape to rest I will writhe in my December These crafted understandings Smother citadel defending They'll miss a motive is cast together (The) comfort, effort in the end Alone and safe inside Without worry Who's been kept alive Without knowing I will writhe in my December Learned, learned I love the air here And I learned, learned I love the roar in my ears I satiate this urge of mine; I substitute the urge to hide Alone, alone and safe inside