Winter is here
The end is drawing near
The cold, icy winds
The sound of sins
Bloodstained snow
We have to go
Hear the echo?
The sound of war
Knocking at our door.
We've been here before.
Innocent screams
Who will reign supreme?
The clashing of swords
And warlords
Fighting death
With every breath.
For thrones
Reap bones
Dragon's fire
Conquers empires
And ice a quiet dagger
As we stagger
Through the snow.
