I open my eyes

I see the sun shining through the night

The light that blinds Reflex the fear that I have no time

I watch the leaves

I see the glance shining icy bright

The day has come

I step outside facing darker side



Warmth keeps fading

Frost is cutting

Air I'm breathing

Death cold feeling

Now I see the hordes are coming

I'm still living!



Face of the Winterking

White frost on the fields

Creeps into the souls

Force of the Winterreal

Across the clear blue sky

The reign of snow will rise



Battle begins

Our Blades are sharp and against the foe

We march out

Mellow men fight against time

The field is lost

Save your souls from the Winterking

Leave this place

Cause your damned and you fight in vain



Time is running out

I am old and tired

Afraid of dying reckless

Golden light admired

The King's sword is grazing me

Remorsefulness desired



He covers the skies

Looks out the sun brings us endless nights

The ruler of ice

Collects the souls of the fallen knights

The fields is lost

Save tour souls from the Winterking

Leave this place

Cause your damned and you fight in vain