Tell me of the secrets you've unearthed
Sell them once you measured what they're worth
I am getting tired of this old forgotten mine
With things you've gone and left behind
It's cold in here
Lalala
Winds of the winter take the coast
Running unopposed
Soon they'll be searching for a host
I am getting tired of this old forgotten mine
With things you've gone and left behind
It's cold in here
Lalala