Sons of rain and winter cold Returning home like once foretold Waging war to cleanse their land Once sold dirt cheap by traitor's hold Whilst they call on the one-eyed god Once more soil is mixed with blood
Sons of rain and winter cold Returning home like once foretold Waging war to cleanse their land Once sold dirt cheap by traitor's hold Whilst they call on the one-eyed god Once more soil is mixed with blood
