Dark frost baring its teeth White smoke finding its way in If we're all born of ash and cold Blood and bone Up from below Who are you to deny me? Who am I to dream? Cold walls dripping with spring Warm bed, velvet wonderings If we're all born of ash and cold Blood and bone Up from below Who are you to deny me? Who am I to dream? The hunt is just beginning Lock up the doors and hide the key Turn out the lights and learn to see Ooh Got two eyes but not a single vision If we're all born of ash and cold Blood and bone Firewood and precious stones Up from below Who are you to deny me? Who am I to dream?