When you journey through the pain and cold, you’ll find yourself at a place of peace.

A place of wonder, ancient old, where your normal state will start to cease. 

Your body starts to leave your mind, and you can roam freely, bitter sweet. 

She’ll seek you out and you will find, a soul that you have longed to meet.

The Ice Queen touches you on the face, and slowly you begin to melt.

You know that you’ve been touched by grace, and feel every feeling you’ve ever felt.

A single snowflake you become, pure and rare as you’ve always been.

A ghost of what you use to be, but now a part of everything.

 

Fin.