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Come on and grab the bow, Jim Jolly's ready to go
Cuz Ice City's gone colder, when the false sun fell low
Now the steel beasts are growlin', guardian birds in the snow
Three-way bolts from the elf bow - let the frozen show blow

Go on and pull yourself together, there is no time to rest
With Cape Chelyuskin freezing, every monster wants the test
From the corn-men to the pumpkins, every beast has something grotesque
And if a molded comes crawling, Jim will give it his best
Don't make me say it twice, put the crossbow to the test

In this snow (His snow)
Where the cold runs strong
In this snow (His snow)
Where the night goes on
In this snow (His snow)
Where no warm sun can exist
In his world of ice and frost
Every step meets the risk

In this snow (His snow)
Where one is all
In this snow (His snow)
Never fear the fall
In this snow (His snow)
Where no warm sun can exist
In his world of ice and frost
Every step meets the risk

Running it back again, well, what did Belyaev know?
That Alexander Romanovich would send our Jim below
To the resort under the Arctic, where the dead plants grow
And the horses breathe damnation while the generators blow

"Chief, study the Guardian Bird," says Sheckley from the page
Robert Sheckley knew the metal, but this flock became his rage
They reason cold like circuits, yet they glare from every cage
Jim fires three enchanted bolts and leaves them frozen on the stage

Come on and psyche yourself up, cuz it's time to survive
Bounce to the boom-bap from Bolkhov just to prove you're alive
With Corvus and Duke Nukem, keep the capitalist drive
While a Soviet shovel's waiting for whatever crawls outside

Cuz the pressure of the Ice City can be hard to control
And the night beneath the ceiling keeps on swallowing it whole
When the molded start returning, better guard your soul
Eve Lyne snaps one finger - jets of fire! - lose control
She rules the chaos laughing while the frozen nightmares roll

In this snow (His snow) (Gotta make your own way)
Where life is strong
In this snow (His snow) (Life is just a game you play)
Where frozen monsters throng
In this snow (His snow) (Nothing's ever here to stay)
Where compromise does not exist
In his world of ice and frost
Every step meets the risk

In this snow (His snow) (Gotta make your own way)
Where one is all
In this snow (His snow) (Life is just a game you play)
Never fear the fall
In this snow (His snow) (Nothing's ever here to stay)
Where compromise does not exist
In his world of ice and frost
Every step meets the risk

Raise the bow for Eve Lyne, and she's ready to attack
Cuz the molded have awakened and they're closing from the back

(In this snow)
(Where one is all)

Velimir Khlebnikov in the distance, spear raised in his hand
Pushkin marches with the winter, Nekrasov commands
Sergey Snegov sends the gray goat charging through the land
While André Scherstyuk keeps grinning like he knows just where Jim stands

(In this snow)
(Never fear the fall)

Alexander Kahun on the record, Kevin Peter Hall in the smoke
Schwarzenegger, Bloober, James Sutherland - every phantom in the joke
Hinako from the fever dream, Khrushchev with the corn-man's coat
Raven Software, Falco, Ken Silverman - watch the old world float

The only way to break free is to break the mold
Jim fires three from the elf bow, watches firebirds fold
Eve Lyne strikes her finger - orange rivers, burning gold
Then she bursts to little light-bugs
And the nightmare turns cold

(His snow) I said the only way to break free is to break the mold
(His snow) Jim Jolly keeps on running through the frozen stronghold
(His snow) KOMONEY on the speakers, Bolkhov in the soul
Don't stop now - come on and rock and roll

Though much you say today, you may not grasp it all
Belyaev smiles from the shadows as the dead machines call
Ice City keeps its secrets underneath the artificial hall
And Jim Jolly keeps on fighting till the final snowfalls