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