don't you know there is snow in the hills all around us

don't you think it won't be till spring

till they find us

i sold my soul to the devil for real

but i got myself a bad deal

and i feel there is one path left to reclaim it

see i went back to the crossroads but i stood alone

if you ain't got nothing to give up he won't come

this golden voice i traded for

left the audiences tired and bored

all the talent in the world ain't worth nothing

without a little song

there's enough other stuff to keep just one of us alive

normally without any remorse i would kill for my life

but i feel that my time has come

and my master can no longer run

i will meet that thief out there in the blinding snow

i will meet that thief out there in the blinding snow

you

you