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