Drop of poison on my skin
Memory of the evil forest
Made us scream
Drop of heartless soul in my eyes
Memory of sweet history together
Made us cry

Freezing hell is my scenery
Frost is kind and sweet
Thy blood is washing the snowy mountain
Thy thought is in my veins
And thee flying high above
While the guarding angel lost his glove

Poison spelt all around
On our cemetery ground-
On our graves we stare
And try to understand
This way we chose
This pledge we used to say
As living is to die
And our smile is the cry