City of snow calls the wandering tramp
The wanderer can't know how his journey ends
Storm wind peals the surface of skin
Turning my thoughts to the freeze
The great city of snow upon the hill
Towers tall as the mighty mountains
Corridors deep as the abyss of Sea
Arches darker than the dead of the night
The great city of snow upon the hill
Towers tall as the mighty mountains
I'm loosing my strength to the heart of the storm
Death?s getting near the city reflects its fear
Corridors deep as the abyss of Sea
Arches darker than the dead of the night
City of snow calls the wandering tramp
The wanderer can't know how his journey ends
Storm wind peals the surface of skin
Turning my thoughts to the freeze
