Riding, and riding, 
We search across the land. 
The snow, and wind,
Has frozen hearts of man, 

But we ride, 
We ride. 

Many days ago, 
We left our home, 
With swords we ride into the night. 

Fighting side by side, 
To destroy our foes 
And leave them without life. 

We stop, consider, 
The land that we travel. 
Our maps, at home, 
Direction, unraveled, 

But we ride, 
We ride. 

Many days ago, 
We left our homes, 
With swords we ride into the night. 

Fighting side by side, 
To destroy our foes 
And leave them without life. 

So much time has passed 
Since we left our land, 
That we"ve [bad word] concerned. 

That we"ll never find the battle, 
That we should have fought and won, 
But we won"t, stop, searching. 

Lost, but still, we ride, 
Search, until, we die. 

We ride, 
We ride, 

Hungry, and tired, 
The frigid plain yields little. 
We [bad word]  on further, 
Eating brine, and snow thats brittle, 

We ride, 
We ride, 
 [bad word] upon a witch, 
Who takes us in 
To let us share, 
her nightly fire 

She asks of us our story, 
And we lie and s 
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We ride around for hire. 

She asks us if we"d 
Like to have a map 
and points us in some direction. 

But we are far too proud 
To stop so we keep silent, 
And ignore her suggestion. 

Lost, but still, we ride, 
Search, until, we die. 

All, the fault, of pride. 
The gods, weep in, the night. 

Lost, but still, we ride, 
Search, until, we die. 

All, the fault, of pride. 
The gods, weep in, the night 

We ride, 
We ride.