Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away 
Where innocences burn in flames 
million mile from home, I’m walking ahead 
I’m frozen to the bones, I am 

soldier on my own, I don’t know the way 
I’m riding up the heights of shame 
I’m waiting for the call, the hand on the chest 
I’m ready for the fight, and fate 

The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head, 
The thunder of the [bad word] dictates 
The rhythm of the falls, the number of deads 
The rising of the horns, ahead 

From the dawn of time to the end of days 
I will have [bad word]  away 
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste 
Of the blood on my lips, again 

This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands, 
I’m frozen to the bones, I am 
million mile from home, I’m walking away 
I can’t remind your eyes, your face