The Stream Of Freshness From Cold Winds

The fog reaches my feet
Your intense cold wraps my body
The trees slowly stain white
The smell of depression contaminates the ambient

The stream of freshness from cold winds
Souls lose their way
The darkness returned and the wind resumes its way
The freezing winds planted a seed and a suicide tree was born

The trees slowly stain white
The smell of depression contaminates the ambient
The darkness returned and the wind resumes its way
The freezing winds planted a seed and a suicide tree was born

The fog reaches my feet
Your intense cold wraps my body
The stream of freshness from cold winds
Souls lose their way

The suicide train makes its stop
My soul climbs into one of its six wagons
Dead children laugh behind my back
They don't know that they already died