Lyrics by Bernd Harmsen we walk on frozen rivers we keep our heads down the cold gives us the shivers and petrifies the town we try to fight the season we know we cannot win there is no rhyme nor reason the cold creeps through our skin cold creeps through our skin cold creeps through our skin vain hopes nevertheless undying that one day we'll be flying across our blooming land vain hopes that nourish our illusions and keep us in confusion until the very end we walk through burning meadows the country has dried out our humble dreams are shadows we live in a black cloud we try to fight the season we know we cannot win there is no rhyme nor reason the heat creeps through our skin heat creeps through our skin heat creeps through our Skin vain hopes nevertheless undying that one day we'll be flying across our blooming land vain hopes that nourish our illusions and keep us in confusion until the very end
