Through this frozen land we ride Winter cold, snow and ice On this day we have to fight To gain glory or to die Through this valley of death we ride Carrying cold steel at our sides Along blackened Mountainside of Dark Mountain towering high
Darkest Woods, Endless Sky, Land engulfed in Mist Lightning strikes, Thunder rolls, Swords are held Up High Towering Mountains way Up High, Blackened Mighty Peaks Blood and Steel, Glory and Death, here I Died by the Mountainside
We do shout loud with great pride Screams echo along Mountainside Stars are bright, Dark is the Night Blades flash blue in pale Moonlight A blow cuts me from behind Wounded on the ground I lie My wounds spill my Blood on Ice This is A Fine Day To Die
Darkest Woods, Endless Sky, Land engulfed in Mist Lightning strikes, Thunder rolls, Swords are held Up High Towering Mountains way Up High, Blackened Mighty Peaks Blood and Steel, Glory and Death, here I Died by the MountainsideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
