The cold
I freeze my mind to forget
Grows colder
And to the icy depths I find

I'm sliding down
Upon the drifting snow
The further down I get
The howling winds will blow

The descent
I ride the razors edge
Descending mountains ledge
I'm haunted
Haunted

I'm sliding down
Upon the drifting snow
The further down I get
The howling winds will blow

I'm Haunted
Haunted
Haunted by your face
Distant
Distant and cold

I'm sliding down
Upon the drifting snow
The further down I get
The howling winds will blow