Wintercoffin - The Garden Of Delight

Watching the dead of the sun

The time moves

Melt away

Crystaline formations

Delight of the cold

Is burning inside

Spiritless i lay

On frozen highs

What a prefect view

Inhale

The clearest wind

Take a deep breath

My angel

Now we are the same

Completely insane

Our glory

Lost in vain

What a perfect view

Enter my coffin

My wintercoffin

Awaiting to see

The faithful king

What a perfect view!