Lyrics:
And so does the downhearted tuneResound through this murky nightAnd the wind groan its wistful songFor the ill-lucked dwellers in plightThese two round-shouldered figuresForward slowly through this grey dayUnder the fores'ts white canopyOut of the drifting snow's wayWith rime dressed-faces they wanderWith guilt carved-hearts they fleeWith grim stained-minds they hoverBetween hope and despairWith rime dressed-faces they wanderWith guilt carved-hearts they fleeWith grim stained-minds they ponderIf they ever be free of their sinsMay the stars become my eyesAnd the wind become my hearingLet them guide us throughThese pitch-dark morningsMay the snowfall endAnd the shining moon riseSo we can find our way outFrom these all-consuming nightsUnderneath the blanket of starsEmbraced by another cold nightTwo round-shouldered figuresLeave these shores behindQuietly they wonderIf they ever will see the lightThey now lose in their shadowsOwe to the darkest of nights