The soul is an small_candle just floating down the river
It's melting soon will be consumed
Like the body of its owner!!
Left in the cold
My dreams not more than shattered pieces
My lips are just ripped meat
To the lady of winter and its frosting kiss
Bite my fingers my lady
I can feel how it burns as you break my bones
And the wolves will eat my corpse
My flesh will come back to the mother my life
Taken by my father
The north will carry my soul as a whisper
To the lady of winter
And its frosting kiss bite my fingers my lady
Rip the meat out of my bonesl'll let feed onme your wolves
Left in the cold left in the cold
And the wolves will eat my corpse
My flesh will come back to the mother my life
Taken by my father the north
Will carry my soul as a whisper
I'll be proudto die
I will take your heart by your love
They will devour your soul left in the cold
To the lady of winter and its frosting kiss
Bite my fingers my lady rip the meat out of my bones
L'll let feed on me your wolves