Left to die in silent wold Among the cold and wind You are drowning in this void Impaired by bleeding wound
Blood under your pale skin Freezes in the swollen veins Jaws clenched in crazy grin, Limbs is bound by unseen chains
Step, and you fall into the snow Blinded by an inner fear Blizzard takes your restless soul In the distant snowy realm
Through the mist she quietly stares In your scared eyes Her cold fingers touch your face Death possessed you in this trice
Wounded by an icy shards Forsaken and forlorn Welcome to the open arms Countess called a winter stormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
