Verse 1
Midnight frost upon the roses,
crystals bloom where shadows sleep.
Winter writes its ancient verses
on the world it swore to keep.
Silent choirs haunt the treetops,
echoes drift through silver air—
And I hear a distant calling,
like a prayer beyond despair.
Pre-Chorus
In the storm’s embrace I wander,
through the cold that binds the weak…
But a flame within me rises,
with a truth I cannot speak.
Chorus
This is my snowbound serenade,
a song that lights the darkened sky.
Through every frozen barricade,
my spirit lifts, it dares to fly.
Let winter winds declare my name,
let the heavens hear my cry—
This is my snowbound serenade,
my heart refusing still to die.
Verse 2
Silver lanterns guard the twilight,
hanging low on ancient boughs.
Footsteps fade like broken memories,
yet I stand unbroken now.
Christmas hymns in distant houses
shine with warmth I longed to feel—
But the fire inside my silence
teaches wounds the strength to heal.
Pre-Chorus
In the choir of the snowfall,
I find fragments of my soul…
Every note a fallen teardrop,
every breath a new control.
Chorus
This is my snowbound serenade,
a song that lights the darkened sky.
Through every frozen barricade,
my spirit lifts, it dares to fly.
Let winter winds declare my name,
let the heavens hear my cry—
This is my snowbound serenade,
my heart refusing still to die.
Bridge (orchestral, episch)
Let the drums of winter thunder,
let the strings ignite the air—
I rise above the storm’s surrender,
find my voice in cold despair.
With the choirs of broken angels,
I reclaim this sacred night—
Through the shiver of the darkness
I become my own starlight.
Final Chorus (größer, epischer)
This is my snowbound serenade,
a vow beneath the falling snow.
Through every storm that ever raged,
I rise to let my spirit glow.
Let winter kingdoms finally see
the fire I fought to keep alive—
This is my snowbound serenade…
and tonight, my soul survives.
Evourin
