Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away
                        Where innocence is burned, in flames
                    million mile from home, I'm walking ahead
                      I'm frozen to the bones, I am...

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head,
The thunder of the [bad word] dictates
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead's
The rising of the hoards, 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 steady 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