In coldest depths of north
Where land is covered with white snow
Where air is filled with roaring wind
The Queen of winter sits
Eternal coldness rules souls of the north
Sons of darkness, rise together – your’re bravest on earth
But only touch her with your hand
You will be cover by the snow
Your skin will turn to grey
And soul will fly away
Her podium is freezing throne
He eyes are blue like skies
And everyone is slave to her
Until he bravely dies
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