The stale face of winter constricts on our will to move on
Combined with the darkness this season is now in decline
Go forth, bring me the head of Hephaestus
The flames would soon enough serve to revive us
Cold, suspended, so frozen
We won't give in this time
Pale, unconscious
What if we should die?
Fall of the mercury dictates the arctic arrival
Ice in our lungs, each day a war of survival
It's all or nothing these hands can't stay idle
If we don't fight it now someone could turn suicidal
Cold, suspended, so frozen
We won't give in this time
Pale, unconscious
What if we should die?
Suspended, so frozen
We won't give in this time
Would we spread our wings and fly?
Fly south for the winter
Ignite the will to live, ingest it, consume
It tried to hold us down, control us
But we won't die
The stale face of winter constricts on our will to move on
Combined with the darkness this season is now in decline
Go forth, bring me the head of Hephaestus
The flames would soon enough serve to revive us
Cold, suspended, so frozen
We won't give in this time Pale, unconscious
What if we should die?
Suspended, so frozen
We won't give in this time
Would we spread our wings and fly?
Fly straight down