Chill my bones! I see the staring eyes – windows of your soul Ghost of winters bite – feelings pierce you cold Where there was reason and hope – all is gone No longer will the ice breach – no warmth from the sun From the sun Deserts of crystal dust – ghosts in the snow Voices in the air – whispers that you know Caught in the blizzard, a frozen statue stands Desperate eyes seeking – a fate of unmoving hands Solo: Michael Solo: Morten Chill my bones – Burn my flesh Chill my bones – Burn my flesh Solo: Morten Solo: Michael Chill my bones – Burn my flesh Chill my bones – Burn my flesh Burn my flesh! These might just be the last words I say In the water down the fractures of my name But I feel the fire that sears my soul The scorching heat of anger, making me truly whole Make me whole Chill my bones – Burn my flesh Chill my bones – Burn my flesh