Lyrics
Chorus
Oh it is tough in the cold
It is cruel in the frost
You look to the north
And your army is lost
You go left
You go right
Every lord is shaking
Looking for a fight
Verse 1
Frozen feet and freezing fears
Move sixty miles an hour
Sixty-four tiles wide
Moonlight in the tower
Losing your mind in the pines
Pre-Chorus
He sees you coming
He knows you are small
He waits behind his gate
He waits for us all
Lords of Midnight 1984
Chorus
Oh it is tough in the cold
It is cruel in the frost
You look to the north
And your army is lost
You go left
You go right
Every lord is shaking
Looking for a fight
Verse 2
The Lith stands tall and gray
Watch the mountains melt the men
Draining out your soul
Bring us to the lake then
Resting on the grass
Pre-Chorus
He sees you coming
He knows you are small
He waits behind his gate
He waits for us all
Lords of Midnight 1984
Bridge
Marching to the Citadels
Marching through the snow
Marching till we fall
Ushgarak is laughing
Corelay is crying
Shadows swallow the light
Chorus
Oh it is tough in the cold
It is cruel in the frost
You look to the north
And your army is lost
You go left
You go right
Every lord is shaking
Looking for a fight
Post-Chorus
Marching on
Marching on
No keys to the gate
No way back home
Just the frost
Just the frost
Verse 3
From the Tower of the Moon
To the Blood Keep in the sun
Moving through the Fey
Before the day is done
Scanning every view
Every square is filled with blue
And sixty people waiting
For a message that is true
Bridge 2
Hey lord
Hey lord
Will you take a stand
Passing by the Liths
Walking through the land
Through the Ruins
Past the Snowhalls
Into Xajorkith
Before the night falls
Will the plains turn red
Will the Foe be fed
Chorus
Oh it is tough in the cold
It is cruel in the frost
You look to the north
And your army is lost
You go left
You go right
Every lord is shaking
Looking for a fight
Post-Chorus
Doomdark waits
Doomdark waits
Crushing down the wall
Closing all the gates
Marching on
Marching on
The ice is coming in
Till everyone is gone
Outro
Mirrow lake
Wash the soul
Winter breeze
Takes its toll
(Taking its toll)
(Taking its toll)
The North
The North
Frozen wide
No place to hide
Sixty-one
By sixty-four
1984
Lords of Midnight
End of the war
(Ushgarak)
(Xajorkith)
It is done
It is done
Into the white
Final light
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