Trough winter mist I will track you down. Trough spring fire I will find you. You can't hide from my blade. Not anymore. Let me inside your twisted mind and let me see. You can't hide from my blade. Not anymore. Your cheap tricks won't lure me into your cold grasp. I'm a rider in the shadows with my blade in hand ready to strike. Your cold heart is filled with hate. You can't hide from my blade. Not anymore.
