ᅠ That's good
ᅠ That's good
Hmm
This is
Memories broken
Maybe a trap
The truth goes unspoken
I've even forgotten my name
I don't know the reason
Or what is the season
I'm standing here holding my blade
A desolate place (place)
Without any trace (trace)
It's only the cold wind I feel
It's me that I spite as I stand up and fight
The only thing I know for real
There will be blood
Shed
As the man in the mirror nods his head
The only one
Left
Will ride upon the dragon's back
Because the mountains don't give back what they take
Oh no there will be