Текст песни
[Куплет 1] The frost descends upon the barren clay A frozen shroud that sweeps the light away Distorted shadows crawl across the stone The winter wind, a low and hollow groan Through ancient pines the icy needles bite We walk into the endless, silent night [Припев] Cold is the wind that bites the bone We carve our names in jagged stone Through storm and flame we claim the dark An everlasting, frozen spark The embers fade, the ice remains To wash away our ancient chains [Куплет 2] Ripping chords beneath a bleeding sky The iron drums of war are beating high A wall of noise, a crushing, heavy wave To pull the spirit from its shallow grave The melody is sharp, a silver blade Before the final, quiet echoes fade [Аутро] [Instrumental: long melodic guitar outro, slow tempo change, soft dynamics, fading atmospheric synth]
