Lyrics

It was a cold night in a mountain town, darkness fell as the snow floats down. Devil was waiting in between the tress, with a matchbook and some gasoline, gasoline.
The world is devised into right and left, and the bystanders and the antichrists. No angles left here to stand on guard, while evil rips through the faint of heart, of heart.
Mountain is burning, through the wind and snow. Hidden billows of smoke rise. The towns sleeping below. NorthStar is burning, flames light up the sky. The heartbeat of the town flickers out by the pale moonlight.
No snow cat ride is going to is our pain, while the anarchist doesn’t have a name. We’ll ride him out on a rail so he can take his turn set fire to his house so he can watch it burn. It burn, yeah so he can watch it burn.
NorthStar is burning, through the wind and snow hidden billows of smoke rise the towns sleeping below. NorthStar is burning flames light up the sky. The heartbeat of the town flickers out by the pale moonlight.