Pamola

The way it looked at me, it is not afraid
Moose in a human body, the heart is decayed
Behind the evil eye, behind the truth and lies
How grey is the sky, the snow is falling down
And it rises from the ground, how red is the clouds
Destroyer of the mountains, cold as ice fountains

Pamola
Pamola

Pamola
Pamola

Creator of winter, creator of the blizzards
Look up to the sky and die

The stare of the evil eye, a live as human but the power of the great spirits

Pamola
Pamola



Credits
Writer(s): Nathen Ehli
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