On Most Surfaces (Demo/EROC Session)

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me
these are blury winters
and I cannot see

I walk into the white light of the snow
I break it with my shadow
which tells me where I go

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me

Iam the snow falling down on you
I tear up your face with my frost
And make you run to somewhere warm
I burst out about your emptyness

The frost hits me in the eye...