Fire; Cleanse my Dreams Lost; I can hardly See Ashes; Vengeance has come For the Death of my Son Those were old Days The Thing we would say Were met with Honour When the Rains finally came It spilled the Blood From our open Graves Ride; towards Ykfalter Bay Listen; To what a Murderer has to say But first we wait a Day So I might send my Son to the Drakkar aflame I say my goodbyes He will grow into a Man And wait for his Father This Feud has ended my Line So the Time has Come For theirs to End as well Rain starts to fall As I make my approach Lay the Reed in a Challenge broached But the Combat of Shields Will not decide How a Child Killer Is going to die These are new Ways We will drift and fade away And wait for another Give them to the Fire I burn down their Hall Running for the Flames I cut the Coward down So that he might die Without Sword in Hand In the cold Air I can see How he fears to breathe I open his Chest And tear out his Heart Now I am alone Without Kin or Land With his Heart in my Hand