Walking through the frosting of winter, as the sun is dark and dimmer
I see the light with no shimmer
This it the legend of winter
Silent forest of the story
Down in the deep snow as wind is souring
Like the deaf I hear nothing but silence, like blind I see nothing but violent
Like the ice weak and weaker
Hear the voices of the great speaker
Fighting for our lives, in a group of five
Nothing fears me, as long as the spirits hear me
Walking through the frosting of winter, as the sun is dark and dimmer
I see the light with no shimmer
This it the legend of winter
Like the deaf I hear nothing but silence, like blind I see nothing but violent
Like the ice weak and weaker
Hear the voices of the great speaker