My child dies on the snow covered mountain side
Because the sun won't shine on my land anymore, 
anymore, anymore
The corn is dead and the fields are dry
Harvest was bad this year
The dogs are dead and the sled is of no use now
Snow wolves they track and they plan their attack on 
this carcass
But it's mine - freeze

There's nowhere to run
There's no hole you can hide in
No
I know every track in this black forest
But most of it all
I search for my tribe
For my people I fight
My child dies

Searching for the sun
Stars mark my trail

Winter Kill
I need to strike again
To cut the throat of you
The dumb beast
I need to survive
This winter kill
And the white plain

The hunter I killed
For my cub in the blizzard