Dead of Winter - A Pale Horse Named Death

We are snowflakes

Drifting to the end

We are snowflakes

Drifting to the end

Like leaves falling

Off the trees of winter

The sun goes down

And you never come around

The moon fades away

And the stars are blowing up

Like the leaves on the trees

In the winter we die

We are snowflakes

Drifting to the end

We are snowflakes

Drifting to the end

Like leaves falling

Off the trees of winter

The sun goes down

And you never come around

The moon fades away

And the stars are blowing up

Like the leaves on the trees

In the winter we die