Iron

Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away 
 Where innocence's burn 
                                           in flames 
 million mile from home, I'm walking ahead 
 I'm frozen to the bones,
                                           I am...

 soldier on my own, I don't know the way 
 I'm riding up the heights 
                                           of shame
 I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest 
 I'm ready for the fight, 
                                           and fate

 The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,
 The thunder of the [bad word] 
                                            dictates
 The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead's 
 The rising of the horns, 
                                            ahead

 From the dawn of time to the end of days
 I will have [bad word]  
                                           away
 I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
 Of the blood on my lips, 
                                           again

 This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands,
 I'm frozen to the bones,  
                                             I am
 million mile from home, I'm walking away
 I can't remind your eyes, 
                                             your face