Quick, come in, and hold your shoulders up, we're in for a winter Cold enough to split skin cause your fingers to splinter Flick the flint to the tinder, and then the tinder to timber If we don't protect the cinder, then the wind'll extinguish the glimmer The only glint of hope we hold growing dimmer and dimmer And so we bring it close enough to cling to it and shiver You're an innocent kid, but old enough to know this You're growing up so quick, I didn't even notice And look at you - a future king, a truly beauteous thing Took you under mine, but now it's time for you to use your wings My finest student's tutoring is due to finish soon And then it's lunar, moving with the moon, a new beginning looms There is a luminance in you no human can eclipse So is it stupid to assume you'll fill my shoe then if it fits? Like a glove, my love for you's so huge, I better get a grip Feel the music as it hits, build the tune up, let it rip Whatever feats I have achieved Whatever deeds I've done Will never leave a legacy Compared to thee, my son Eventually, even chilly winter will give in to spring Into summer rise and fall before revisiting What is a king to a god but kindling? And what's a god to a son for whom his father would do anything? What godly gifts I'm given, hardly makes a difference I'm hardwired with this fatherly disposition, it's my mission To provide the kind of love that does not come with condition My son, whatever sin's committed, trust, it's forgiven Listen, you and I are riffing to a different rhythm Rune rifted rock will outexist any scriptures written See, even if I'm gone, you'll have your father by your side Keeping your heart strong, from afar, look on with pride Provide a reason to go on, and take the hardship in your stride However far you want to ride, I'll be right behind And though you might not need your father, your father needs his son And so I will march farther 'till the final deed is done Whatever feats I have achieved Whatever deeds I've done Will never leave a legacy Compared to thee, my son Good god, I've always thought myself a bad god But perhaps I'm a good dad, I've got the dad bod Before my lad, I was sad, savaged by the black dog Just trying to ignore it, gnawing at me like a Hamhock No matter what path I trod, it followed the tracks I dropped But now I've found what I lacked, I lost the last of what was Pulling me down, it's just my son and me now, and that's your lot And if I have to, I'll follow him down to Ragnarok Whatever feats I have achieved Whatever deeds I've done Will never leave a legacy Compared to thee, my son Together we will weather each And every grief to come For though I leave a legacy I'll never leave my son Whatever feats I have achieved Whatever deeds I've done Will never leave a legacy Compared to thee, my son