all around Through the dark deep woods to the mountains towering to the sky The wind carries the quest for revenge and the tale of blood on ice
Where this world ends and the shadows begin I trust in my sword forged in fire and ice It's sharp blade shall be baptized in blood As I take the beast
around. Through the dark deep woods to the mountains towering to the sky The wind carries the quest for revenge and the tale of Blood on Ice. The Eternal
where this world ends, and the shadows begin I trust in my sword. Forged in fire and ice. It's sharp blade shall be baptised in blood as I take the
Oversættelse: Bathory. Blood On Ice.
Oversættelse: Bathory. The Revenge of Blood On Ice.
seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a] [movement. No sign of life...] [And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]
all around. Through the dark deep woods to the mountains towering to the sky The wind carries the quest for revenge and the tale of Blood on Ice. The
backbone of the life that I know. Here among the mountains and snow. This sword will be one with me. Body and soul. All of me will be delivering each blow. Slung on
: Tendons and muscles of steel. And the blaze of lightning in its eyes. White as the snow on the hills. And it's reins, that I hold, they are mine.
cannot see. And I see you riding up on a stallion as white as snow. With the speed of the winds and endurance untold. And you wield a sword of steel forged in fire and ice
of] [flesh and blood and not of this world. He, a young man, chosen by destiny.] [Putting his faith in magic and that subtle thing known as fate. He is] [depending on
Mortal, a man. But she leaves no footprints in the snow Still I follow on to where she is going For she has promised me magic if I follow on. She takes
where this world ends, and the shadows begin I trust in my sword. Forged in fire and ice. It's sharp blade shall be baptised in blood as I take the Beast
: Steadily on jagged wings Feather black against the burning sky Spread your wings and ride the wind Gaze down on me with blackest eyes. Fly my ravens
time gone. In this short time, far from home, a man of Iron I've grown. A man of Iron I have grown. A part of the Eternal Woods... Late evening... ["Just after sunset on
of the lake I now see no matter how near or far [The Highlands...] [Early morning hours...] ["Heading north. Sitting upon his majestic eight-legged white stallion. His] [sword slung on
