The Cold Northwind

The Cold Northwind
As a stranger I wandered to this place
I was self-confident but afraid
Crimes shadowed my way
I flee from long arm of law
I used to run but now I crawl
My knife is still colored by blood
Cold breathing Northwind shattering
As I say a silent prayer for my soul
My soul in shadows that rise upon my crimes
Ice and snow whirl shredding my skin
By fierce blow of ice-cold Northwind