Idioma Origen:
Riding and riding
We search across the land
The snow and wind
Has frozen hearts of man
But we ride
We ride
Many days ago we left our homes with swords to ride into the night
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes and leave them without life
We stop, consider
The land that we traveled
Our map's at home
Direction unraveled
But we ride
We ride
Many days ago we left our homes with swords to ride into the night
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes and leave them without life
So much time has passed since we left our land that we've become concerned
That we'll never find the battle that we should've fought and won...
...But we won't stop searching
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
We ride
We ride
Hungry and tired
The frigid plain yields little
We trudge on further
Eating pride and snow that's brittle
We ride
We ride
We come upon a witch who takes us in to let us share her nightly fire
She askes of us our story and we lie and say we ride around for hire
She askes us if we'd like to have her map and point us in some direction
But we are far too proud and strong so we keep silent...
... and ignore her suggestion
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
All the fault of pride
The gods weep in the night
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
All the fault of pride
The gods weep in the night
We ride
We ride
Idioma Destino:
Riding and riding
We search across the land
The snow and wind
Has frozen hearts of man
But we ride
We ride
Many days ago we left our homes with swords to ride into the night
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes and leave them without life
We stop, consider
The land that we traveled
Our map's at home
Direction unraveled
But we ride
We ride
Many days ago we left our homes with swords to ride into the night
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes and leave them without life
So much time has passed since we left our land that we've become concerned
That we'll never find the battle that we should've fought and won...
...But we won't stop searching
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
We ride
We ride
Hungry and tired
The frigid plain yields little
We trudge on further
Eating pride and snow that's brittle
We ride
We ride
We come upon a witch who takes us in to let us share her nightly fire
She askes of us our story and we lie and say we ride around for hire
She askes us if we'd like to have her map and point us in some direction
But we are far too proud and strong so we keep silent...
... and ignore her suggestion
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
All the fault of pride
The gods weep in the night
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
All the fault of pride
The gods weep in the night
We ride
We ride