Blood And Snow

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    A somber face
    Across the ocean
    Into the wastes
    The cold erosion
    A birthright I have left before
    The bloodshed of my father's shores
    As tides have turned
    The game is shifting
    Our lanterns burn
    The winds are whistling
    A song of ice, a cry of fear
    A cold heart's wrath is growing near

    When every blade falls down defeated
    When our own champions are slain
    I will carry on
    Above the fields of winter's creeping pain
    In desperation
    In the fields of blood and snow
    When our faith is gone
    And in this time, death is all we know

    A reckoned will
    The strive for power
    To keep me still
    Through the darkest hours
    A beacon for these citizens
    Protect and make them whole again
    Don't let them see
    That I've been shaken
    My confidence
    Was swiftly taken
    When shadows fall on bitter lands
    Their fates will rest in my own hands

    When every blade falls down defeated
    When our own champions are slain
    I will carry on
    Above the fields of winter's creeping pain
    In desperation
    In the fields of blood and snow
    When our faith is gone
    And in this time, death is all we know

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    Tales and superstitions
    Out of a legend, come alive
    Rise with colossal force
    Against my burning drive
    Victories overshadowed
    Not of my own determination
    Against the coming storm
    I'm here to lead us through

    The phoenix born again
    In the ashes of the end
    With open eyes, I'll bring the fire
    The turning of the fates
    Were blind to our mistakes
    So hear my words to stay inspired
    Life and death

    Blood and snow
    We'll eclipse the dead below
    Flesh and bone
    Bound and free
    I will bring us victory
    Marching north
    Riding strong
    Our own road ahead is long
    Clench your teeth
    Kill your fear
    On this borderless frontier

    When every blade falls down
    For love or for a crown
    We're out of time
    And out of places left to hide

    When every blade falls down defeated
    When our own champions are slain
    I will carry on
    Above the fields of winter's creeping pain
    In desperation
    In the fields of blood and snow
    When our faith is gone
    And in this time, death is all we know

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