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