Tale Of The Walk On The Ice

it was a cold winter day
when we died in the morning light
we walked on ice
holding hands
blended by the snow
blue sky
icy air stabing in the lungs
we walked on ice
in the morning light
don't be afraid follow me
over the frozen sea
follow me
a sharp crunch
a last squeeze
then the ice broke
and we died under the ice
everything's calm
we forget the pain
and look around
there's a light
it attracts us we are drawn to it
come to me
we walked on ice
in the morning light
we saw the light
come to me