It's cold inside my bones It's even freezing the way I am It restores the thoughts from the underground Frozen sigh Burial ground Leave the boat on the shore Clear path for the soul Mind will rest caressed By the cold sea breeze This fact goes far beyond imagination The will of your past has turned into wind Ocean's claim Voice of the dead Leave the boat on the shore Clear path for the soul Mind will rest caressed By the cold sea breeze In the edge of the transition Put to death the material things in you Frozen sigh Ocean's claim Burial ground Voice of the dead