Free from the prisons
Of our past
The sentences and the fears that last
We have lost another blossom to the snow
Where our bridges burns
Where our bridges burns and glow

We were the great ghosts
In our pariah state
Old Gods
On new street - outlook bleak
twilight gold and grey

In the peaceful snow
In the peaceful snow
As my father knows
I will go into the – into the snow
In the peaceful snow
In the peaceful snow
As my father knows
I will go into the – into the snow

In the wilderness we’re seeking
We finally came to stay
No longer the quarry – the hunted
The ones that got away

I tuned the world out to such a degree
I can no longer hear properly
The crashing walls and the baying for blood
Vukovar with love
Cry a tear
March on

In the peaceful snow
In the peaceful snow
As my father knows
I will go into the – into the snow
In the peaceful snow
In the peaceful snow
As my father knows
I will go into the – into the snow

We were the great ghosts
In our pariah state
Old Gods
On new street - outlook bleak
twilight gold and grey

Free from the prisons
Of our past
The sentences and the fears that last
We have lost another blossom to the snow
Where our bridges burns
Where our bridges burns and glow

In the peaceful snow
In the peaceful snow
As my father knows
I will go into the – into the snow
In the peaceful snow
In the peaceful snow
As my father knows
I will go into the – into the snow