Rotting Christ - Snowing Still lyrics

All my dreams take me backwards
I can see a little child his mother in black
What a pleasure touched by death
Snow falls cover the dead
Cold doesn't touch her
Ice melts as the warm tears fall
Kissing the dead brother
And it's snowing still

In a lake of white swans stare
At their direction sad they live
Black strange birds are coming

Although early the night deep falls
Tears turn to ice by the colad
The snow covers his body
And the snow stops falling
In shape like crows and as swans
Become wizards speaking human words
The morning next together they will be