Texty piesní Angeli Di Pietra

Angeli Di Pietra

Frost

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 (2x)

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 (2x)

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