mist It shows me things that can't exist Everything around me seems so cold There are no memories for me to hold I feel only ice forming in my head I
By crookend moon and waining starlight In the blood-red thickening twilight I find myself upon a path bathed in gloom That has no end except the tomb
(Craig Moore) You spent your money and your time Done your best to be true But if you ask a girl to do the same She breaks up with you She ain't worth
(Brian Johnson/John Johnson) Everybody likes Miron He's the best kind of son He's good to his mom and dad And to his sisters he's never bad The neighbors
Wake up from your slumbers deep In your house a monster does creep From the darkest corners of your mind The monster is there for you to find Fear the
(Brian Johnson/Raleigh Planty/Tony Payton) Put on your gloves, put on your shoes Hit the streets as the daylight fades A million eyes from windows stare
(Brian Johnson/Dale Garrard/Greg Carlston) Last week I had a dream I dreamed I heard my mommy scream Someone crept up next to her bed And laid an axe
Do you ever see eyes in your window Or shimmering ghosts at play in the shadows Or do you hear the mournful screams In the dead of night in your icy dreams
Madman in the dark Waits to choose a mark He hears the sound He hears it pound Disorder fills his mind He seeks but never finds He set down to kill He
(Brian Johnson/Dale Garrard/Raleigh Planty) Down along the banks where grow the tall weeds In the rich red mud where the big worms feed Lies a golden
Christina, where are you now I long to be with you, please tel me how How I can reach the stars in the sky To be by your side It seems like a million
The stars in the sky-sparkled in your eyes Like diamonds they appeared-so blue and clear No beauty could compare-to the moon upon your hair Like shimmering
Translation: Theatre Of Ice. Slave Bonfire.
