The snow forgotten now begins to fall on my pain
How many children found the eternal rest
Oh, want you take them in your whitest dream
And watching on, on deliverance from agony
Now I'm fallin down with you

Silence, into the misery of my December
I realize how much you can hurt me, silence
Anguish, between to live and die I remember
I feel the memory of a prayer, Peter goes on

Now disappear, save me from my decay
I wish for time to catch my fall
And spread my wings forever

Deadly, into the cradle [bad word] poetry
How many poems of bloody writings
Straight along this street, I can't find relief

Mortal, into the garden of barbed wire
How many flowers will see the summer?
Straight along this street, looking for relief
Peter goes on

Peter be the great
For your son, for me
Peter buried alive
In this world, oppressive time

I can feel your heart
I can feel you're near, now
How many tears fall in the frozen
Ride, over, once, over
Ride my knight of bronze

Now disappear, save me from my decay
I wish for time to catch my fall
And spread my wings forever

Now disappear, save me from my decay
I wish for time to catch my fall
And spread my wings forever

Ride my knight of bronze