Lyrics: 

I miss the pale, winter sun 
The thin air of the cold mornings 
Mist twists around my thoughts, between the trees 
I miss the silence of the falling snow 
And the roar of thunder in my ears

Fear, time is short 
Helpless, there's no god 
Hear, He's coming!

Weakness, unable to react 
This I feel through the frozen lands 
Every minute we're getting closer 
Are we living, or just surviving, JUST SURVIVING?

Winter

1st track off our demo. 
Recorded at Touch Sound Recording Studio, Pisa.
MIxed and mastered by Matteo Buti. 

Weeping Willow (IT)