Paroles de North

[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] I cut myself and still hurt Grey pain still reminds There is no Kingdom, Power, Glory For those who freeze their lives behind Following the wrong god I have been Lusting for knowledge of the cold North is closing down on me At high noon and here Fever, the northern lights of soul Keeps driving thoughts to the pole The fields of silence from my soul Chilled neon blood in my mouth The black clock makes tours of time As I spend my days between the stations North is closing down on me At high noon and here North is of heart and mind My life frozen at zero