City of snow calls the wandering tramp The wanderer can't know how his journey ends Storm wind peals the surface of skin Turning my thoughts to the freeze The great city of snow upon the hill Towers tall as the mighty mountains Corridors deep as the abyss of Sea Arches darker than the dead of the night The great city of snow upon the hill Towers tall as the mighty mountains I'm loosing my strength to the heart of the storm Death?s getting near the city reflects its fear Corridors deep as the abyss of Sea Arches darker than the dead of the night City of snow calls the wandering tramp The wanderer can't know how his journey ends Storm wind peals the surface of skin Turning my thoughts to the freeze