Wake, morning is yearning There's a riot growing uptown in the streets. Wake. See what I see Snow has fallen down and fired up their spirit.
Fake were the swords and shields we held Proud were the war chants we strongly yelled Mysterious was the truth unveiled But how does it end? Snow has covered all the sand…
Come, let's march and redeem There's an angry steam rising from brains and bodies. Snow will be stained with the blood of our dreams.
So why don't we drift away And unravel what's to say? So why don't we drift away? All will end today.