The little boy must see it clear
To see his mother crawling near
Between the wood and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year
Too late - tragic fate
Invited by the man in black
he promised him to bring her back
Her twisted face her goughing eyes
He feels her pain his mother dies
Too late - tragic fate
Come on boy
Try to cope with all their lies
Well I know your mother dies
End the visions in your head
I know that you feel sad
There's nothing you can do