Garden Of Delight Wintercoffin
Watching the dead of the sun
The time moves
Melt away
Crystaline formations
Delight of the cold
Is burning inside
Spiritless i lay
On frozen highs
What a prefect view
Inhale
The clearest wind
Take a deep breath
My angel
Now we are the same
Completely insane
Our glory
Lost in vain
What a perfect view
Enter my coffin
My wintercoffin
Awaiting to see
The faithful king
What a perfect view!
