…Gathering thoughts, take me into a whirl of silence Gathering thoughts, give me the strenght to survive this Wail to me my winds Fly away with frozen wings Take my life to your hands O'cold wasteland... of Frost Great land of…

…sky's falling up The wind wraps itself with my lungs The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall The children of frost marched into the deadly dawn In their great awe they found an old seesaw And as they got on, the…