I open my eyes I see the sun shining through the night The light that blinds Reflex the fear that I have no time I watch the leaves I see the glance shining icy bright The day has come I step outside facing darker side
Warmth keeps fading Frost is cutting Air I'm breathing Death cold feeling Now I see the hordes are coming I'm still living!
Face of the Winterking White frost on the fields Creeps into the souls Force of the Winterreal Across the clear blue sky The reign of snow will rise
Battle begins Our Blades are sharp and against the foe We march out Mellow men fight against time The field is lost Save your souls from the Winterking Leave this place Cause your damned and you fight in vain
Time is running out I am old and tired Afraid of dying reckless Golden light admired The King's sword is grazing me Remorsefulness desired
He covers the skies Looks out the sun brings us endless nights The ruler of ice Collects the souls of the fallen knights The fields is lost Save tour souls from the Winterking Leave this place Cause your damned and you fight in vain Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
