Verse 1
Eighty-three
Tracy and Laura wove a gray cage
Prison made of biting white fog
Vast domains born of an ancient rage
Pre-Chorus
No gods listen here
Only the Powers grin
Iron bells are screaming
Ravenloft is wearing thin
Chorus
Run through the mist
Ez d'Avenir with silver in her fist
Ice is cracking under blackened skies
Viktra's coming where the dead arise
Run through the mist
The whole world bleeding from a broken wrist
Verse 2
Stitched heart
Viktra seeks the warmth she lack
Hunter becomes the hunted tonight
Cold blade pressed against a weary back
Pre-Chorus
No gods listen here
Only the Powers grin
Iron bells are screaming
Ravenloft is wearing thin
Chorus
Run through the mist
Ez d'Avenir with silver in her fist
Ice is cracking under blackened skies
Viktra's coming where the dead arise
Run through the mist
The whole world bleeding from a broken wrist
Bridge
Scalpel kiss
Surgical steel
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is real
Flesh labs humming
Dead lips numbing
Protégés are coming
Coming for the head
Breakdown
Laughter in the gray
No exit
No hope
Just the needle
Just the thread
Viktra wants a heart
A heart that stays dead
Chorus
Run through the mist
Ez d'Avenir with silver in her fist
Ice is cracking under blackened skies
Viktra's coming where the dead arise
Run through the mist
The whole world bleeding from a broken wrist
Post-Chorus
Run
Run
Run through the gray
Run
Run
Don't fade away
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