• Cold wind froze my face
    White snow buries the old town
    It's dead in winter
    As am I when I venture
    Harsh and barren land

    My steps echo, I can hear...
    Miles and miles of snow
    The landscape is alone here
    It seems I'm alone
    For I cannot see the living

    I am as the snow
    My soul goes on for miles upon
    I will never know...
    Myself as I can never...
    Know the snow and know...
    How the wind will churn upon...
    My face and my soul