Magica - Mountains Of Ice

My breath in the cold And the demon that`s waiting at the end of my road Is breaking down my will and my reality. While I scream inside my agony , insanity My feet are numb , but I must face This white fatality. I`m alone but all i see Is my reflection in the ice And I smell death, blood, fear A scream in the night i hear For the streght of the gods I pray To help me on my way. The ice is shining on the lippery path under my feet I nearly drown in all the snow that`s fallin from the peak. I follow North my eyes go blurry, I hear the underworld But I stay alive from the warmth of the elven sword.