Reach to the red sky (The slaying, the flaying)
The sound of their voices (Don't blame me, don't blame me)
I could not bear the torture and pain
Trapped in this dead night
Walls made of dead men encased in snow
Soon entombed in rust, for the edicts of strongmen
Frozen I am, I must on go on
All that is left, for me is my sword
Bitter wind, whips my face
And tries my courage
Dragged to war, with raging beasts
A stone resolve is my scourage
My blade, leads my way
Forth to victory
Or my end
Tremor upon
This final impasse
The dealers of betrayal
Riding in the dark
I pray for precious chance
I know may never come
Bitter wind, whips my face
And tries my courage
Dragged to war, with raging beasts
A stone resolve is my scourage