I ride beneath this roaring sky

See through the black with eyes of the dead

Cast in the bones, Angel of Death

Thirteen moons, thirteen men, prepared to die

Deep in the mist out of the black

Eaters of the dead they kingdom will fall



Nightfall, silence

Could my eyes deceive me?

Cold blood, freezing

I see spirits in the mist



The fire serpent roars aloud

Beheadind beasts, devourers of flesh

Raising the swords into the night

Calling on the ones who died to give me strength

Into the mist deep in the night

Eaters of the dead thy kingdom will fall



Nightfall, silence

Could my eyes deceive me?

Cold blood, freezing

I see spirits in the mist



This fog allures me to believe

That I have seen not what is real



I stare into this misty sky

Omward to battle deep in the night

Outnumbered, waiting to die

Decapitation of the queen will set us free

Out of the mist heading for death

Eaters of the dead thy kingdom will fall



This fog allures me to believe

That I have seen not what is real

Is it my eyes decieveing me?

So I see spirits in the mist