Blood stains the snow red
The dead and dying bleed out
I revel in death

Blood freezes to ice
My once white coat is now red
My wife will be pissed

The base falls to us
The house of Marka Ragnos
The bringers of death

He crawled into bed
Touching me with his cold hands
I'm going to stab him

and a cold wind blows
chilling me down to the bone
I shiver and shake

the droids move within
the clack of metal on rock
shuffling echo

the Force uneasy
I grip my weapons tightly
the Force help us all

oh Naga Sadow
if you shall fight your hardest
surely we prevail

there is no failure
it is not an option see
only victory

I wanted to fight
I was sitting on my ass
Now it has frostbite

quiet anger burns
for not all is well resolved
he has greater plans

Cold, but I'm alive
Chilled, ferocity rising
Thawed, with new meaning