Shrouded by mysts
Encased in the cold
Shattered myths
From the age of old
A glitterance of ice
Wind ravaged land
Its aimed to slice
The flesh of man
A wind so cold so deep
It cutts through to the bone
And you cannot sleep
Besides you're not alone
They howl and hunger
We loot and plunder
What is man if not a monster
In the end both die and falther
We take our life for granted
And the life of others for gold
At the end we find ourselves stranded
We grow sick tired wretched and old
We're nothing but dirt and water
Nothing but twisted flesh bones and blood
We are but lambs to the slaughter
When hell's gates open up and flood
We're ment to die like everything else
Why do we live while everything breaks
We're vermin waiting for the hollow end
The endless abyss hungers for souls to rend
