As the hooves fall leaving tracks
In the pure and driven snow
You are weary but your steed does know the way
Just let him know
May you find your destination
Before nightfall brings the cold
With a trail of dead behind you
And your victories untold

May the wind be at your back
May it guide you on your path

Great rider

May the wind be at your back
May it come down hard and fast

Great rider

Frozen bones that crack
With every move, with every breath
And though the road is very long
You must continue on your quest
May the sword or may the spear
Swiftly take you to your death
‘til enemies or thee are gone
Neither one will ever rest

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