Robb Graves - vocals
Jason Nadeau - guitars
Andy Craven - guitars
James Irvine - drums
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--Winter is Coming--
A chill wind returning, the winter is coming,
but still you ignore all the signs...
You live like a king, what will you pretend,
when decades of bounty come to an end?
When the snows fall,
and the white winds blow...
The lone wolf shall die,
but the pack survives!
Whoa, seed of the throne, where do you go?
With all that you know, you walk from your hall.
The winter falls. The Hand of the King,
What truth shall you bring? (It Comes Again!)
When the snows fall,
and the white winds blow...
The lone wolf shall die,
but the pack survives!
Cast out, unwanted, the Others will take you!
Head for the wall and the eternal night.
We've warned that the winter is almost upon you.
Run from it all, there is nowhere to hide...
Silent, fearless, they come for you!
Moving through darkness, sleepless and cruel.
Stare into eyes of your once dead friend,
this game of thrones has reached its end...
Now, follow me down, to where they were found,
but don't make a sound. The ages of old,
the secrets they hold. The stories were told,
of Kings in the North (We Ride Again!)
Now the Snows fall,
and the white winds blow!
The direwolves of winter.
This all was foretold!
Cast out, unwanted, the Others will take you!
Run from it all, there is no where to hide...
--Son of the Sun--
The sky growing angry, an omen of darkness!
I was the hope of a people forgotten...
Deep in the mists of the wilds, where no men dwell,
I learned the ways of the world.
Forged of an anger, a need to seek vengeance,
and given the mantle that no child should bear.
His eyes wreathed in fire, his hand washed in blood.
The torture, the anguish, despair!
I am the son of the sun.
Pray for the darkness to come.
Send me your sons.
I'll send them back as twisted corpses.
You will know me.
You will not forget again!
I am the son of the sun.
Pray for the darkness to come.
--The Will of the Ring--
The seas ride the siren's song.
The wind will return with dawn,
to bring back the ones who've gone,
and make right what now is wrong.
Incantations on the tomb,
of the unknown undead come for you.
The winged beast, the lidless eye,
now bear the ring for the Nazgul ride,
into the night. He waits for you!
Seek the paths of the dreaded Doom.
Now the unseen unclean hunt for you.
Forgotten Kings with broken swords,
will lead you to the chamber doors,
of the only friends you never knew...
Pulled form your home,
to bear the wait of ages.
A will of its own.
As time turns the pages,
guard your soul...
"All you can dream,
is yours to rule over, surrender your soul!"
"No, this can't be!"
"I've lived such a quiet life, leave me alone!"
The land cloaked in darkness now,
war raging all around.
With one chance to bring him down,
this quest through unholy ground.
"Give it to me!
You foolish halfling, you cannot resist!"
"I will fight you!"
Sweat-soaked in fever, "I'm stronger than this!"
Falling down ancient stairs,
whispers, "What might be there?"
Fear overwhelming me,
close my eyes slip on the Ring!
Fight for the light, for the darkness is coming.
Side by side, Men, Elves, and Dwarves are uniting!
Pull back, now attack, there's no point in running.
Mail-cloaked and blood-soaked, your doom is in writing!
The journey is over; think back why you came.
The Dark Lord still searching for Isildur's bane.
And now, you must choose for the fate of us all,
but what will become if the ring-bearer falls?
--War Angel--
Hunted by Hellspawn, pursued through the ages of time.
Destined to break form the heavenly chains that forever bind!
War Angel,
scream in rage!
Wings of fire,
steel and pain!
Scream to your maker, this futile resistance, you'll see...
This battle for souls is older than you would ever believe.
Once again the cravings overwhelm you,
and you find yourself, all alone.
Look out to the sky, the world awaits you.
And you will bring it down with all you know.
War Angel,
reap what was sown.
Let his fire,
reforge your role...
Where does my heart lie?
Betrayed by my father...
Why must I end life?
Bringer of war...
Once again the cravings overwhelm me,
but I find my hands soaked in blood.
I refuse to be what I was made for.
Bring the winds to me, I'm going Home!
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Whoa, seed of the throne, where do you go?
With all that you know, you walk from your hall.
The winter falls. The Hand of the King,
What truth shall you bring? (It Comes Again!)
When the snows fall,
and the white winds blow...
The lone wolf shall die,
but the pack survives!
Cast out, unwanted, the Others will take you!
Head for the wall and the eternal night.
We've warned that the winter is almost upon you.
Run from it all, there is nowhere to hide...
Silent, fearless, they come for you!
Moving through darkness, sleepless and cruel.
Stare into eyes of your once dead friend,
this game of thrones has reached its end...
Now, follow me down, to where they were found,
but don't make a sound. The ages of old,
the secrets they hold. The stories were told,
of Kings in the North (We Ride Again!)
Now the Snows fall,
and the white winds blow!
The direwolves of winter.
This all was foretold!
Cast out, unwanted, the Others will take you!
Run from it all, there is no where to hide...
--Son of the Sun--
The sky growing angry, an omen of darkness!
I was the hope of a people forgotten...
Deep in the mists of the wilds, where no men dwell,
I learned the ways of the world.
Forged of an anger, a need to seek vengeance,
and given the mantle that no child should bear.
His eyes wreathed in fire, his hand washed in blood.
The torture, the anguish, despair!
I am the son of the sun.
Pray for the darkness to come.
Send me your sons.
I'll send them back as twisted corpses.
You will know me.
You will not forget again!
I am the son of the sun.
Pray for the darkness to come.
--The Will of the Ring--
The seas ride the siren's song.
The wind will return with dawn,
to bring back the ones who've gone,
and make right what now is wrong.
Incantations on the tomb,
of the unknown undead come for you.
The winged beast, the lidless eye,
now bear the ring for the Nazgul ride,
into the night. He waits for you!
Seek the paths of the dreaded Doom.
Now the unseen unclean hunt for you.
Forgotten Kings with broken swords,
will lead you to the chamber doors,
of the only friends you never knew...
Pulled form your home,
to bear the wait of ages.
A will of its own.
As time turns the pages,
guard your soul...
"All you can dream,
is yours to rule over, surrender your soul!"
"No, this can't be!"
"I've lived such a quiet life, leave me alone!"
The land cloaked in darkness now,
war raging all around.
With one chance to bring him down,
this quest through unholy ground.
"Give it to me!
You foolish halfling, you cannot resist!"
"I will fight you!"
Sweat-soaked in fever, "I'm stronger than this!"
Falling down ancient stairs,
whispers, "What might be there?"
Fear overwhelming me,
close my eyes slip on the Ring!
Fight for the light, for the darkness is coming.
Side by side, Men, Elves, and Dwarves are uniting!
Pull back, now attack, there's no point in running.
Mail-cloaked and blood-soaked, your doom is in writing!
The journey is over; think back why you came.
The Dark Lord still searching for Isildur's bane.
And now, you must choose for the fate of us all,
but what will become if the ring-bearer falls?
--War Angel--
Hunted by Hellspawn, pursued through the ages of time.
Destined to break form the heavenly chains that forever bind!
War Angel,
scream in rage!
Wings of fire,
steel and pain!
Scream to your maker, this futile resistance, you'll see...
This battle for souls is older than you would ever believe.
Once again the cravings overwhelm you,
and you find yourself, all alone.
Look out to the sky, the world awaits you.
And you will bring it down with all you know.
War Angel,
reap what was sown.
Let his fire,
reforge your role...
Where does my heart lie?
Betrayed by my father...
Why must I end life?
Bringer of war...
Once again the cravings overwhelm me,
but I find my hands soaked in blood.
I refuse to be what I was made for.
Bring the winds to me, I'm going Home!