Into the white 
The scent of far behind
Far steps to freedom 
Are lighter than we ever knew

Called through the cold 
We hold our daughters close
And sing to our sons 
Change will [bad word] 

Into the white 
Broken faith leaves scars behind
We embrace them
Carry broken shackles by our side.

Called through the cold 
We hold our daughters close
And sing to our sons 
Change will [bad word] 

We left our prayers with our old gods White hand release 
leaves in the fading smoke
So easy to forget the voice that never spoke.

Walking our own road
Each step, each breath
We are fighting for our lives 
And we are losing every one.
The things we gave up for our dream
We are still waiting for. 
And still we hold on.

Into the white 
The road is mine and high in the end 
Our last steps as free men
And proud at The end. [bad word] to this

Called through the cold 
Road to a home we'll never know
We gave to our sons heavy burden bond

We left our prayers with our old gods.
Hold on 'till dawn.
Lost like our steps in snow.
So easy to forget the way 
The road we make, we own. 

walking our own way
each step, each breath
We are fighting for our lives 
And we are losing every one.
The things we gave up for our dream
We are still waiting for.
And still we hold on 

We were so young then
Firelight holds their peace.
Sing farewell by smoke in the cold
We farewell the old
As they fall to silence.