Tekst piosenki:
Sitting on your red black fire carpet
Smoking diamonds and drinking tears
Frozen toys around me in your bedroom
The shadow covers me
Sleeping on your red black fire carpet
In a chain of flowers from your hair
It’s so cold to still remember, mother
Your fairy tales from the Christmas tree
Beware of my eyes in darkness
Demons, bugs and spiders on the wall
Indian summer on your eyes like mourning
I’m waiting when the winter’s gone
So I lay, my darling, on your carpet
Frozen, numb and with no fear of Death.
The pain that held my heart now
Is starting to fade away.
It’s not a winter’s tale
It’s my depression
It’s not a winter’s tale
It’s my confession
Kill your love
And get born to save us
Little boy
It’s time to wake up