Hear the night toll in my breath
 The cold lights dance overhead
 Here the lake stares with dark eyes
 Trees are their lashes of ice
 See the star’s glare float upstream
 Shedding its skin with dead leaves
 Seems like the 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 season of dark had gone 

 Dream with the nomads of light
 Their dogs and their gods are all blind
 Sing as white pours from dark veins
 Bless all the earth that it paints 

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 sat down, the season of dark [bad word] 

 In our great awe we found an old seesaw
 And as we sat down, our season [bad word] 

The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall
 The children of frost are wrapped in the dawn 

 At a great cost we found an old seesaw
 And as we sat down, a new season [bad word] 

 The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall
 My children of frost march on and greet the dawn