The lake is almost frozen The clouds begin to close in But I'm not scared of the cold Put out the fire at first light We'll walk the woods till midnights 'Cause I'm not scared of the dark Can't you see the freedom in the trees? You can see your own breath, it's not death, it's release The ground is almost frozen Their warriors been chosen And I'm not scared of the cold My army is the silence The refusal of violence And I'm not scared of the dark Can't you see the freedom in the trees? You can see your own breath, it's not death, it's release Can't you see the freedom in the trees? You can see your own breath, it's not death, it's release