Ice fills my cold heart,
Closing in on all sides.
Soon it will be frozen,
Entombed in winter frost.
Trees droop heavy with snow,
Branches hanging low with icicles.
My heart sinks heavy with ice,
Frozen until spring melts the frost.
An ice heaven waits for us.
Ice statues in paradise.
A party in the dark night.
I refuse to run from fright.
Guests twirl around the dance floor.
I can take this anymore.
No melting until the sun shines bright.
For now, I must halt my morning flight.
We must uncover The Dead creatures.
Behind masks, I can see their features.
They’re cold as death in the morning.
For me, they will soon be mourning.
But I must help to free our town.
I think this as I twirl around.
THE DEAD GAME
The landscape is cold and bleak.
I’m beginning to feel weak.
Ice is melting in my shoes.
I’m getting the winter blues.
I can’t find my way out of here.
I had thought the town was so near.
I’ve been walking for days.
I’m in some kind of daze.
There’s a break in the rocks ahead.
I hope they didn’t leave me for dead.
My friends have to come back for me.
Rocks and trees are all I can see.
My friends are in the park playing ball.
I didn’t have to be afraid at all.
Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds pick up their pace.
Hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
THE DEAD GAME