Bel Canto - Baltic Ice-breaker Lyrics
Winter: a season of deathYou hear a distant soundScreaming, whiningAlong with the cracking of the iceYou can hear someone shouting out your nameThe scratching, the screaming, the whiningYoure frozen to deathOr is it just the sounds of iceUnder your keelAnd you know, you know youre trappedNow youre trappedCorpses are floating up in your wakeFloating upA voice disappears with the windBlows awayAlong with the cracking of the iceThe track will be frozen over in a whileThe scratching, the screaming, the whiningYoure frozen to deathAnd soon there will beOnly the ice and the snowOnly the ice and the snow