To the North

He talked at… as steel as cold
Cold hands, not much to say anymore,
Don’t take too long!
And even in solitude to them all
Where white fire burnt.
Black fog would weight like a … in his hands.
Wanting to come and he will be back home
He’s taken his time to talk from what he’d known
Left on the farm, he left them on their own
Promise is burned, he burned them there alone!
Promise is burned alone!
He moves from town to town with the…
And God he did trust upon him.
He’d done what he want.
Wanting to come and he will be back home
He’s taken his time to talk from what he’d known
Left on the farm, he left them on their own
Promise is burned, he burned them there alone!
Promise is burned, he burned them there alone!