Trauma Field - Frost

White noise
Hide me
Where she won't find

To the storm
Far from home
Throuh her frost
Out of sight

Heavy breathing
Mask of rime
When she comes
There's no time

As the snow
Covers me deep
Under the felt
I wait for the spring

Beneath the ice
Safe inside
I hold my breath
Where she won't find

At night
The sky burns bright
She feels me
She brings the light

Sky burns
She comes

To the storm
Far from home

Beneath the ice
Safe inside
I hold my breath
Where she won't find