Saint Vitus şarkı sözleri
Winter is comingYou'd better take careFor then I'm releasedAll mortals bewareLock your windowsBolt all doorsAnd hope it keeps me outYou better hope some moreLiving things witherYour bones feel my coldI silently slitherTurning young into oldBodies lie brokenBrittle from the windOne moment with meAnd frostbite sets inNights, they grow longerWhen I'm aroundYour world is smotheredUnder frozen groundExposure to meBrings on certain deathIf you don't believeJust look at your breath
