The Death Of Minnehaha

Part I: The Famine

Icy hollow, bitter vale
Blackened river, frozen lake
The darkness falls
Death comes for us all.

I am the endless snow
I am the ghastly cold
Famine and the hunger grows
Starve and die alone.

Wasting famine, fever’s burn
Children cry and mothers wail
The waiting wolves
Death comes for us all.

I am the endless snow
I am the ghastly cold
Famine and the hunger grows
Starve and die alone.

Part II: The Fever

Journey afar, forest of grey
Desolate cries fading away
I will follow you, my love
Through the storm we’ll find a way
Hiawatha, hear my cry
Echoes in the endless snow
I cannot escape the dark
Death is calling and I must go.

Calling are the raging falls
Rushing water in the night
Reaching out, gripping you
Eyes of fire, hands of ice
Look away now, my beloved
Death approaches and deceives
I return with strength and light
Do you remember, still believe?

Over earth and mountain fly
By the the snowy wasted path
Endless miles passing by
Smoke and ash of heaven's wrath
Would that I had perished for you!
Were that I were lost instead!
In the dark eyes of the mother
See that love, my heart is dead.

Part III: The Pyre

(Instrumental)