Jake fell o're the bow
We were crossing the lake
Frozen over, now the clod cannot drown in your wake
Clothes wring out, both hands, tongue, tied
Dig to serve the crown round the castle walls
Now the moat is frozen over
Serves no purpose at all
Bells ring out, both hands, tongue, tied, tied, tied
Decent loving eyes at a tender age
Frozen over, now the gaze – odium and rage
Neck wring out, both hands, tongue, tied.