Don't you know there is snow in the hills all around us
Don't you think it won't be 'til spring 'til they find us
I sold my soul to the devil for real, but I got myself a bad deal
And I feel there is one path left to reclaim it
See I went back to the crossroads but I stood alone
If you ain't got nothing to give up he won't ever come
This golden voice I traded for left the audiences tired and bored
All the talent in the world ain't worth nothin' without a little soul
There's enough of this stuff to keep just one of us alive
Normally, without any remorse, I would kill for my life
But I feel that my time has come and my master can no longer run
I will meet that thief out there in the blinding snow
I will meet that thief out there in the blinding snow
