Beware of the north wind It will take you away Put you to sleep Terrified Swept up your body You will be left to rot with the leaves
You will stop breathing As you pass away Suffocate Your skin turns blue The eye: The eyeballs roll in the back of your head The north wind will pick you up And take you on a journey to hell
Wind of evil swept over the earth Kills all the living souls Cult of Cold Gather 'round for the storms Worship them, Watching them do the works of evil
The earth will be dark as death No existence of life Death, cold and emptiness
You will stop breathing As you pass away Suffocate Your skin turns blue