On the ice, no one fights, you fall and freeze as cold as night
The tales of men know well
March on far to the higher land, march on far to the higher land

General’s eyes, gold as hives, orders read by blinded eyes
Death lies in apathy
Sit back, rejoice and enjoy the ride. Sit back, rejoice and enjoy the ride

Free to be the man you are but they’re leaving you with nothing
Feel the rain on your skin
Your chance has passed, you followed the men who would leave you here with nothing
Left you all behind as slaves to shed their skin

The time has come at last, claim back our land and past
I’ve gone too long and I’m chomping at the bit
What lies ahead is wrong, today no song is sung
Resurgence, snakely, makes me fall to my knees

Blood will flow, heads will roll, lack of judgement, seeds you’ll sow
Your kind will weep for this
Take them back far to the barren lands, take them back far to the barren lands
Crucified, burnt alive, retribution, none alive
Your screams will fill the sky
None of this freedom for the sons of men, none of this freedom for the sons of men

Free to be the man you are but they’re leaving you with nothing
Feel the rain on your skin
Your chance has passed, you followed the men who would leave you here with nothing
Left you all behind as slaves to shed their skin

The time has come at last, claim back our land and past
I’ve gone too long and I’m chomping at the bit
What lies ahead is wrong, today no song is sung
Resurgence, snakely, makes me fall to my knees

No sleep for those, who wait for them
No concsience fills the slow
My eyes are playing tricks on me
As shadows form their webs around our wayward souls