Indica
Children of Frost
Hear the night toll in my breath, the cold lights dance overhead
Here, the lake stares with dark eyes, trees are their lashes of ice
See the stars glare float upstream, shedding its skin with dead leaves
Seems like the sky’s falling up, the wind wraps itself with my lungs

The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall, the children of frost marched into the deadly dawn
In their great awe, they found an old seesaw
And as they got on, the season of dark had gone

Dream with the nomads of light, their dogs and their gods are all blind
Sing as white pours from dark veins, bless all the Earth that it paints

The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall, the children of frost marched into the deadly dawn
In their great awe, they found an old seesaw
And as they sat down, the season of dark had come

In our great awe, we found an old seesaw
And as we sat down, our season had come
The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall, the children of frost are wrapped in the dawn
At a great cost, we found an old seesaw
And as we sat down, a new season had come
The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall, my children of frost march on and greet the dawn

Children of frost march on, children of frost march on
Children of frost march on