A snap so unchanging, its grasp so hard,
The God of winter laying down his rule,
Oh frigid ground,
Although hard and bitter and thirst for warmth,
Somehow we are unified and one,
A furtive sigh,
We’re sovereigns in the chill, yes,
Sovereigns in the chill,
Cut loose from all our ties.
Requirements relinquish,
Amass in the heart,
A giddy childlike outlook setting in,
Just hold on tight,
Entwine one another, make room for all,
Guarded and impervious within,
We mock the chill,
We’re sovereigns in the chill, yes,
Sovereigns in the chill,
Cut loose from all our ties.