The Fog Devours

(mmmmm) A cold white blanket

descends on the trees

Quietly drinking

the hum of the breeze

Nothing remains of the path we once knew

Lost in the silence

of freezing-cold dew

The fog devours everything

No voices left to sing (ooh)

It swallows up the hill

And makes the world stand still

We stand in the center

of nothing at all

Watching the borders of memory fall

It washes the color

right out of the air

We look for a sign

but there's nobody there

The fog devours everything (devours everything)