In the heart of winter's chill, Rodney Lancaster, my friend, so still, We journey through a year unkind, Yet hope and strength we aim to find. Merry Christmas, dear brotha, we embrace, Through trials and storms, we keep our pace. A goth princess waits in shadows’ glow, Her heart beats wild, you'll soon know. Together, we shall rise and sail, For bonds like ours will surely prevail. In the season's spirit, joys will mend, Here’s to better days, my steadfast friend.