Ice

Music: Dmitri Petras
Lyrics: Andrew Sokolov
©2004 Wolfsangel/Fono

Comment

Music goes on but changes. The storm calms down, winds die and everything is locked with the ice. It was a kind of trip in unconscious state. Never climb the hills in the dark or you may see this still life when fall. (A.S.)

That is almost Black Sabbath :). This song came from nowhere… The only thing I remember is that it took about 5 minutes to compose it. The lyrics had already been written. Perfect approach… (D.P.)

Lyrics

Inch by inch
Mile by mile
Islands we are floating by
Not a gasp of wind, all sinks
Still life of a cold glass clinks
In the land of frozen water
Vanish all the fears are ought to
Eve of life or eve of death
Does not matter
Close your breath