Canvas of Snow
As we march holding our frozen shields
The scream of hundreds rumbles endlessly
While we fight
We wonder if we'll ever see the light
Violent hailstorm on us
Denting our helmets
The cold wind cleared our fear long ago
Harsh trainings forged us since we were born
Battling against Blood Crows
Roving army without king or kingdom
to obey nor return
Their thirst for blood has brought them to us
Shields!
Stand!
Hold!
Attack them!
As we march holding our frozen shields
The scream of hundreds rumbles endlessly
While we fight
We wonder if we'll ever see the light
As we march holding our frozen shields
The scream of hundreds rumbles endlessly
While we fight
We wonder if we'll ever see the light
Surrounded by high peaks
The struggle is taking place
in the Jaw of the Titan
Where cold drives you away
From the top an avalanche falls down
At a disadvantage we stay strong and counter
Step by step
We head towards strengthening ourselves
Long way to go
With blood we'll paint this canvas of snow
Exhausted of fighting
Our vigor is waned
Meanwhile the snow
buries every last of us
Step by step
We head towards strengthening ourselves
Long way to go
With blood we'll paint this canvas of snow
Wake up
Sons of the northern lands
You are adrift between light and the dark
Time ceased to exist
You still have one last chance
To come back
Why don't you achieve the feats you promised
to yourselves?
Your waning soul will end up fading
All you have been, what you'll be
May conclude now and here
So think again which path to take
Sons of north, you choose
Will you let the dark eclipse your fate
Or will you awake?
"Suddenly their hearts started to beat again
Feeling the powerful stream of life inside
Avoiding a freezing death to stand one more time"
Wretched foes, come to us!
We don't fear your battalion
We will rise!
We will fight!
From the cold we've risen
From the death we escaped
And we returned to never back down
Frost sticked to the pale skin
Clothes and shields covered with snow
as we run into the menace we have upfront
Craving the sound of weaponry clashing to feel alive again
Colossal force!
Like a storm we onrush on them
They can't face us
Feed the snow
when they fall
A new start
From now on the frozen shield
will be our sign
Step by step
We head towards strengthening ourselves
Long way to go
With blood we'll paint this canvas of snow
The pale sun will light our path
At last
The scream of hundreds rumbles endlessly
While we fight
We wonder if we'll ever see the light
Violent hailstorm on us
Denting our helmets
The cold wind cleared our fear long ago
Harsh trainings forged us since we were born
Battling against Blood Crows
Roving army without king or kingdom
to obey nor return
Their thirst for blood has brought them to us
Shields!
Stand!
Hold!
Attack them!
As we march holding our frozen shields
The scream of hundreds rumbles endlessly
While we fight
We wonder if we'll ever see the light
As we march holding our frozen shields
The scream of hundreds rumbles endlessly
While we fight
We wonder if we'll ever see the light
Surrounded by high peaks
The struggle is taking place
in the Jaw of the Titan
Where cold drives you away
From the top an avalanche falls down
At a disadvantage we stay strong and counter
Step by step
We head towards strengthening ourselves
Long way to go
With blood we'll paint this canvas of snow
Exhausted of fighting
Our vigor is waned
Meanwhile the snow
buries every last of us
Step by step
We head towards strengthening ourselves
Long way to go
With blood we'll paint this canvas of snow
Wake up
Sons of the northern lands
You are adrift between light and the dark
Time ceased to exist
You still have one last chance
To come back
Why don't you achieve the feats you promised
to yourselves?
Your waning soul will end up fading
All you have been, what you'll be
May conclude now and here
So think again which path to take
Sons of north, you choose
Will you let the dark eclipse your fate
Or will you awake?
"Suddenly their hearts started to beat again
Feeling the powerful stream of life inside
Avoiding a freezing death to stand one more time"
Wretched foes, come to us!
We don't fear your battalion
We will rise!
We will fight!
From the cold we've risen
From the death we escaped
And we returned to never back down
Frost sticked to the pale skin
Clothes and shields covered with snow
as we run into the menace we have upfront
Craving the sound of weaponry clashing to feel alive again
Colossal force!
Like a storm we onrush on them
They can't face us
Feed the snow
when they fall
A new start
From now on the frozen shield
will be our sign
Step by step
We head towards strengthening ourselves
Long way to go
With blood we'll paint this canvas of snow
The pale sun will light our path
At last
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Solanas Tamayo, Marc Olesti Velázquez
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