Frostburn upon the winter of mankind's discontent

It's cold
Hoth cold
Like the planet in "empire"
Frozen carcass lying
On the highest peaks of carpathia

Frost overcomes
Temperature drops

Do you know how cold it is?

So it has come to this
From the fires of Ragnarok!
I have been left here to die!
I shall be frostbitten this night!!!

It's cold
Hoth cold
WAIT! We've already made that Star Wars reference.

(in Norwegian): It's cold, oh so cold.
Mr Jingles, why have you stopped moving?
It's because you're frozen!

I am discontent with the coldness

I am mankind! I am discontent
I am alone in the frostbitten cold
I am alone, so alone in the cold
I will not survive this night

Cold!
Frostbite!
Elephant Bread!
Cookies!
Milk!
Hot black tar!