"... and so the Winter, alone and meaningless, blew on as a warrior
for his last battle... one last battle fought against all the world guilty
of what happened to his Spring... and all the world could see was the
frantic pounding of the snow and the cold cries of the winds that hit
the earth in a final storm before leaving war behind him and fall
doomed in the end... and so the fog covered the sky... and nothing
shall last but grief and ruin when Winter lastly stands... because
nothing shall withstand on his way, when the blizzard awakes... "
Shine no suns in the morning,
a storm in silence is crying
for the daughter of light
For her now he's rising into the sky his steel
out for vengeance and fight
Ride a warrior alone
for war his heart pounds
like tempests of iron and snow
Awakening his last strength for one last ride
then storms will die
Gone is your light...
such is the warrior's time!
Ride alone, master of fight!
Down from the North
feel the force of the rising warcry
And the fog will cover all the stars
into the dark when the blizzard awakes...
...it's war!
Burns her death in your eyes
No more your power will storm
this cold land with no life
With blind rage at your side
you'll leave behind all wars to strive
Gone will be might...
now hail the warrior's time!
Ride alone, master of fight!
Down from the North
feel the force of the rising warcry
And the fog will cover all the stars
into the dark when the blizzard awakes...
...it's war!
All hail the last war clouds!
Ride alone, master of fight!
Down from the North
feel the force of the rising warcry
And the fog will cover all the stars
into the dark when the blizzard awakes...
...it's war!
