PersephoneLost in the darkness eternal,
You're drawn to the depths far beneath.
Around you the world seems infernal,
O daughter of sorrow and grief.
Rise from the still glowing ashes
And see how you should see the world,
Then walk from your tar-bleeding gashes,
So blooming in springtime unfurled.
Stand in the light where you're thawing,
As goddess of glaciers and snow.
You walk on the frontlines you're drawing,
O daughter of winter and woe.
Come to the pantheon's mountain
And follow the rays of the sun.
From ice grows a flourishing fountain
And lastly your prime has begun.
Death brings a whole new beginning,
What follows is always new life.
The cycle keeps turning and spinning,
You're reaching the stars through your strive.