Here comes the blizzard It keep and hold me tight Like an old wizard It draw the signs in the night Every flow whisper: "Don't miss your chance..." "I'm not gonna miss it..." And snowflakes make their romance. Chorus: I hope you know things are really going the same. I already flow your fear of darkness away. I hope it's no doubt what this is end of the scene. Ill dash away and take all yours promises with me.