Winter: a season of d**h You hear a distant sound Screaming, whining Along with the cracking of the ice You can hear someone shouting out your name The scratching, the screaming, the whining You're frozen to d**h Or is it just the sounds of ice Under your keel And you know, you know you're trapped Now you're trapped Corpses are floating up in your wake Floating up A voice disappears with the wind Blows away Along with the cracking of the ice The track will be frozen over in a while The scratching, the screaming, the whining You're frozen to d**h And soon there will be Only the ice and the snow Only the ice and the snow