Raise your gates Let the peasants in As they try to run From winters edge But the howling winds And the darkening sky Mean nothing to the lord within Hiding in your frozen castle Embrace the storm Lock you out I'll raise my sword And cut you down Hostage to the madness Isolation Echoing voices Ringing through your halls Whisper words of doom Heed the ravens call Kill the last man standing In your spire you will die alone Hiding in your broken castle Embrace the storm Lock you out I'll raise my sword And cut you down Hostage to the madness Isolation Demons closing in with their glowing eyes Marching under blood red skies Embrace the storm Lock you out I'll raise my sword And cut you down