Tired from the war is the warrior's heart
Now wind keeps still it whispers words somewhere far
This moment brings tears into his tormented eyes
memories of home, the reason why he joined the fight
Winter has been winning, this battle since it's first day
Fear's already friend, it keeps me raising up my blade
All this time I've fought, for everything that has meaning
I've had my share of grief, for every death I've forced to see
In my heart I've sheltered everything I need
To walk through this blood rain, even if it's me who bleeds
No wasted years behind, this war could never be over
Being still alive makes me feel dead cold inside |
