Cold Hands, Cold Heart

Treasure

Blue is the sea and sky

White is snow and clouds

The dark depths heave a sigh

Birds of paradise cry

Above the mountains

Down the valleys

Is a treasure of pure pearls

Rubies, sapphires, gold and silver

But, oh, isn't it amazing this treasure

Crystal glass and mirrors hide all of your fears

But they can't hide from me

For I seek what of fear reeks

Above mountains and down valleys

I hunt you down

Through the streets and allies, for I, in your fear drown

Tick, tock, tick, tock

The clock is ticking in reverse

Bring back what the past stole

Can't destroy the curse

Above and bellow you shall hide

But nature shall decide

If you survive...