Raise your gates

Let the peasants in

As they try to run

From winter's edge

But the howling winds

And the darkening sky

Mean nothing to the lord within

Hiding in your frozen castle

Embrace the storm

Lock you out

I’ll raise my sword

And cut you down

Hostage to the madness

Isolation

Echoing voices

Ringing through your halls

Whisper words of doom

Heed the ravens call

Kill the last man standing

In your spire you will die alone

Hiding in your broken castle

Embrace the storm

Lock you out

I’ll raise my sword

And cut you down

Hostage to the madness

Isolation

Demons closing in with their glowing eyes

Marching undеr blood red skies

Embrace thе storm

Lock you out

I’ll raise my sword

And cut you down