Things That Crawl At Night - Tarot

The night falls in the forest and the light fades away

The wind cries over the snowy plains as I wait for another day

The circles of thought don’t turn

The candles cease to burn

I’m left alone the darkness that fills my heart

I hear kind of weeping, small voice but a great pain

The pool of my soul fills with tears that come in rain

There’s no one to save the light

But you, who cast me into the night

There is no rescue from the state in which I am now

Just because of you I’ve come to know them all

I have become one of the things that crawl at night

The frost grows on your window at the touch of my icy fingertips

I come to give you a kiss to suck the warmth from your lips

And I just slip away

As the night turns into a new day

Leaving you to lie cold and still in your bed