angels are lost in the sooted fog of a million fallen dots on a disc of mud all the closets forgotten all the lakes are frozen well if eternal winter if eternal snow i ll have a turkish delight i ve got the freeze they offer me holy wine it gets me through the night the moon lingers on and shines down upon the shroud that covers both the living and the dead of a forgotten empire you better kneel you better kneel down before the lady who shadows the sun and if eternal winter if eternal snow i ll have a turkish delight i ve got the freeze they offer me holy wine it gets me through the night everybody s hungry for more and more and more and even though they know that maugrim s at the door and everybody thought they could make it on their own but i have seen them turn into stone everybody thought they could make it on their own but i saw them turn into stone