Mountains of ice rise from the dark
Their peaks crowned in fire and frost
The forest breathes with restless spirits
Eyes glint between the trees, watching, waiting
Raise your eyes to the heavens above
Through the hush of falling ash
I ride, chasing the memory of her voice
Through frost and thunder, the Wolves return
My oath to the night shall be fulfilled
When the light of the world grows silent
And the fallen lie beneath the snow
We charge again through storm and sorrow
When the light of the world grows weaker
I am bound to the Lord of Wolves and the Frozen Throne
Steps of iron mark the path ahead
Through ruins swallowed by winter's breath
No dawn will come until the blade is stilled
And the shadows yield their dead
Raise your eyes to the heavens above
Through the hush of falling ash
I ride, chasing the memory of her voice
Through frost and thunder, the Wolves return
My oath to the night shall be fulfilled
When the light of the world grows silent
And the fallen lie beneath the snow
We charge again through storm and sorrow
When the light of the world grows weaker
I am bound to the Lord of Wolves and the Frozen Throne
Lift your gaze to the frozen mountains
Where the stars weep embers upon a dying world
An Angel of Dawn that guides me through the dark
Raise your eyes to the mountains above
Through the hush of falling ash
I fly, chasing the ghost of my Christmas past
When the light of the world grows silent
And the fallen lie beneath the snow
We charge again through storm and sorrow
When the light of the world grows weaker
I am bound to the Lord of Wolves and the Frozen Throne
When the light of the world grows silent
And the fallen lie beneath the snow
We charge again through storm and sorrow
When the light of the world grows weaker
I am bound to the Lord of Wolves and the Frozen