A sight to make your blood turn cold A cloud of breath to turn youi frozen where you stand A walking blizzard - will spit bolts of ice As he reaches for the sky Turning blood into ice
See the shiver as they turn to run away He bellows clouds of ice that freeze them there for all eternity An icey valley, forever filled with bodies as trophies
The blood of the dead won't run In the Lord of The Valley's killing ground
The walls of the valley bear his harrowing cries A place where only the brave and stupid come to die No nation stakes a claim to this land An abhorration of a being filling the hearts of all with terror
At just the thought of his sight A towering pillar of ice The piercing sound of his cries Enough to make a man lose his mind
Ice Lord of the frozen underworld Relentless, in slaying all that enter his domain An infinite collection of frozen human sculptures former warriors frozen asunder
The blood of the dead won't run Frozen in time, Frozen foreverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
