Verse 1
Founding fathers of the fog
Nineteen eighty-three the cage was set
Built of white and grey
Clutching every debt
Gods don't look here anymore
Empty heavens and a wicked laugh
Watching sinners try
Walking down the path
Pre-Chorus
Iron bell is swinging
Metal teeth are singing
Broken skies above the dread
Crying for the dead
Chorus
Run through the mist
Silver clutched inside her fist
Frozen water cracking wide
Viktra has no place to hide
Run through the mist
Bones are clicking on the list
Everything is coming down
Fallen king and rusted crown
Verse 2
Rudolph found a better way
Not a ghost story or a myth
Living for the hunt
Sharp and ready blade
Student becomes the master now
Cold and bitter northern wind
Scars upon the hand
Far across the land
Pre-Chorus
Iron bell is swinging
Metal teeth are singing
Broken skies above the dread
Crying for the dead
Chorus
Run through the mist
Silver clutched inside her fist
Frozen water cracking wide
Viktra has no place to hide
Run through the mist
Bones are clicking on the list
Everything is coming down
Fallen king and rusted crown
Bridge
Doctor in a coat of white
Needle and a little stitch
Building up the life
Calling for her wife
Stitched up soul and heart of glass
Merciless and feeling nothing
Watching for the girl
Ruined little world
Breakdown
Close the gates
Burn the charts
No one leaves
Piece of heart
Cut the skin
Pull it tight
In the white
Chorus
Run through the mist
Silver clutched inside her fist
Frozen water cracking wide
Viktra has no place to hide
Run through the mist
Bones are clicking on the list
Everything is coming down
Fallen king and rusted crown
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