Deep winter in medieval times A bleak guise staggering through white Gelid winds howling under nightly skies Whirling snowflakes unrelenting
He's wrapped in tatters Smelling like death His cheerless face Bares hollow eyes
Pillowed on a crutch He stalks through murky landscapes Scenting his desired prey Warm blood of a new born
Better shut your windows And bar your doors Deep sadness will flood your existence Should it be you he haunts
Women hiding their beloved children Weeping and begging for grace Males keeping watch Trembling in desperate fear
A lifeless little body Out in the cold Parents drowning in tears A bleak guise staggering through whiteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
