I am the cold shiver The feeling someone's watching you The sudden attack of fear Obscurity enclosing your perception It's been hundreds of years Since I became what I am A strange pathetical being Envying those who are living And those who are dead It's my chilly breath That pours white frost on the meadow It's my freezing gaze Dragging you in the shadow My thoughts cover your sensation Distracting your psyche Affecting your moves Neglecting your dreams It is hard to comprehend I do exist Yet I am now really there But still you can feel me Dwelling in lucid reflections Of the wailing moon On the quiet surface Of silently moaning lakes