Tired from the war is the warrior's heartnNow wind keeps still it whispers words somewhere farnnThis moment brings tears into his tormented eyesnmemories of home, the reason why he joined the fightnnWinter has been winning, this battle since it's first daynFear's already friend, it keeps me raising up my bladennAll this time I've fought, for everything that has meaningnI've had my share of grief, for every death I've forced to seennIn my heart I've sheltered everything I neednTo walk through this blood rain, even if it's me who bleedsnnNo wasted years behind, this war could never be overnBeing still alive makes me feel dead cold inside