She came to me on the snow-white mist.
Desires and dreams at last come true.
But I was caught in the witches' brew.

Frozen eyes with ice blood snow.
A winters heart that always beats cold.
My lips dry my voice changes tone.

I know now I'm never alone.
Walking through the barren tundra waste.
Frostbite cuts deeper into my face.
And as I lay in this endless abyss.
I go on dreaming of my witches' kiss.

Lost in fear I fall to the ground.
All I hear is battles sounds.
Frost covered trees lay all around.
And storm clouds blow on the horizon.