The Downfall of Pride

I stand against the frigid cold and scream I try to scream loud enough to be heard Though i scream, i cannot forget my dream Peace feigned by my heart, to fly as a bird Always near, the hollowed monster of pride Hides in the mist, screaming in a whisper Opportunity brings another stride It's brought the vision of our death crisper As now nearer the writhing truth is brought Disguised in enticing hoods of splendor The magnificent love for which we fought Pride steals away as we crack our door We find that we have caused this lonely murder And drove us against our friends much further