Winter: a season of d**h
You hear a distant sound
Screaming, whining
Along with the cracking of the ice
You can hear someone shouting out your name
The scratching, the screaming, the whining
You're frozen to d**h
Or is it just the sounds of ice
Under your keel
And you know, you know you're trapped
Now you're trapped
Corpses are floating up in your wake
Floating up
A voice disappears with the wind
Blows away
Along with the cracking of the ice
The track will be frozen over in a while
The scratching, the screaming, the whining
You're frozen to d**h
And soon there will be
Only the ice and the snow
Only the ice and the snow