Cold is the water
It freezes your already cold mind
Already cold, cold mind.
And death is at your doorstep,
And it will steal your innocence,
But it will not steal your substance
But you are not alone in this,
And you are not alone in this.
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
hold your hand.
And you are the mother,
The mother of your baby child,
The one whom you gave life.
And you have your choices,
And these are what make man great.
His ladder to the stars.
But you are not alone in this,
And you are not alone in this.
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
hold your hand.
And I will tell the night,
Whisper, "lose your sight"
And I can move the mountains
For you