Lyrics

When winter comes along, don't wash away my tears On a snow covered roof I'll cry, moulding my own icicles Waiting for my enemy to come, don't cross your fingers this time I can handle this mission on my own, with black eyes and night vision goggles I'll lie in wait here When winter comes along, don't wash away my tears They're hanging from the eaves, the weight of sorrow, pierces your misdeeds Waiting for my enemy to come, don't cross your fingers this time I can handle this mission on my own, with black eyes and night vision goggles I'll lie in wait here, the weight of sorrow, pierces your misdeeds Pierces your misdeeds