Sleeping demons, colourful lies
The hands that sever mournful ties
Hands of winter caress my skin

Fuelling the fire raging within
Blinded by ice, raining down
Crows whisper, a sanctified crown

Mocking the survival of life
A barren desert, void of might


Touch the hands of Frost [x2]

Let the soothing cold dance over your skin

As his moonlit eyes ensnare you

Surrendered to his mercy

Frost is his name
Frost is his soul
Frost is his touch


Flawless, relentless, an eternal creature
Storm, blizzard, they are his allies

Pity the one who dares to defy him
For he cannot escape winter's deadly kiss


Touch the hands of Frost [x2]

Let the soothing cold dance over your skin

As his moonlit eyes ensnare you

Surrendered to his mercy

Frost is his name
Frost is his soul
Frost is his touch