A cold wind among the peaks Sings a song of ice warriors Here, where the art of suffering Chose the bravest hearts
Pushing boulder up the hill In the frozen world I left behind The last piece of life
Struggling for breath I agreed to climb higher Stand on top of the world Choke with freedom
I did not meet angels I did not find God Here I am a man In the dehumanized world
A cold wind soothes the soul Sings a song of triumphant Even if I would not return I beat my weaknesses
Flogged with chains of storm I became the Titan Slashed with ice daggers I have become immortalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
