When leaves have fallen and skies turned to gray,
The night keeps on closing in on the day,
A nightingale sings his song of farewell,
You better hide for her freezing hell,

On cold wings she's coming, you better keep moving,
For warmth you'll be longing.
Come on, just feel it, don't you see it?
You better believe.

When she embraces, your heart turns to stone,
She comes at night when you're all alone,
And when she whispers, your blood shall run cold,
You better hide before she finds you.

Whenever she is raging, she takes a life away,
Haven't you seen? Haven't you seen?
The ruins of her world.

Whenever she is raging, she takes a life away
Haven't you seen? Haven't you seen?
The ruins of her world.

She covers the earth with a breath taking cloak,
The sun awakes and melts it away,
The world now opens it's eyes and sees,
The dawning of a new day.

On cold wings she's coming, you better keep moving,
For warmth you'll be longing.
Come on, just feel it, don't you see it?
You better believe.

Whenever she is raging she takes life away,
Haven't you seen? Haven't you seen?
The ruins of her world.

Whenever she is raging she takes life away,
Haven't you seen? Haven't you seen?
The ruins of her world.