Free from the prisons Of our past The sentences and the fears that last We have lost another blossom to the snow Where our bridges burns Where our bridges burns and glow
We were the great ghosts In our pariah state Old Gods On new street - outlook bleak A twilight gold and grey
In the peaceful snow In the peaceful snow As my father knows I will go into the – into the snow In the peaceful snow In the peaceful snow As my father knows I will go into the – into the snow
In the wilderness we’re seeking We finally came to stay No longer the quarry – the hunted The ones that got away
I tuned the world out to such a degree I can no longer hear properly The crashing walls and the baying for blood Vukovar with love Cry a tear March on
In the peaceful snow In the peaceful snow As my father knows I will go into the – into the snow In the peaceful snow In the peaceful snow As my father knows I will go into the – into the snow
We were the great ghosts In our pariah state Old Gods On new street - outlook bleak A twilight gold and grey
Free from the prisons Of our past The sentences and the fears that last We have lost another blossom to the snow Where our bridges burns Where our bridges burns and glow
In the peaceful snow In the peaceful snow As my father knows I will go into the – into the snow In the peaceful snow In the peaceful snow As my father knows I will go into the – into the snow