Of Frost and Folklore Lyrics


This frozen landscape, such cold embrace

I give to you, who seeks my truth

I can only give you warmth for so long

Before my cold heart shivers into death

Deserving of my riches

Servant to my wishes

The words that form your prayers

Mean nothing to these ancient eyes

Dreaming of a time of no existence

No existence for mankind

Gather in your churches

I'll absolve you of your sin

I bleed for you

Give me your scars