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Frost and Fire

Bob Dominator

Do it, Bob Dominator is here
Let's go!

We come from frost and fire
From hunger, from the choir
Of a hundred broken shields
Still we rise, never yield

Wolf head caressed on my brow
Blood on my hands
No room for fear
Shipped in the mist
Storm in my chest
If fate goes dice
I crack that chest

Breathing all the wrist-thighs like steel
I read the smoke
I bend to what's real
You swing that axe
I shave that fate
Two tracks cross at the village gate (hey)

We come from frost and fire
From hunger, from the choir
Of a hundred broken shields
Still we rise, never yield

We come from frost and fire
From thunder, from the choir
Of the hearts that never tire
We are frost, we are fire!

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! (Oh-yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (wait-wait)

Hail on my breath
Laughing at my scars
Turn my rage (into falling stars)
You call the runes
I call the charge
When drums grow loud
My breath grows large

Knife tight, tight
Knife in my boots
I guard your name
Like sacred roots
I see that fear
Behind your grin
You fight the world
I fight within, mm

We come from frost and fire
From hunger, from the choir
Of a hundred broken shields
Still we rise, never yield

We come from frost and fire
From thunder, from the choir
Of the hearts that never tire
We are frost, we are fire