I ride beneath this roaring sky  See through the black with eyes of the dead  Cast in the bones, Angel of Death  Thirteen moons, thirteen men, prepared to die  Deep in the mist out of the black  Eaters of the dead they kingdom will fall    Nightfall, silence  Could my eyes deceive me?  Cold blood, freezing  I see spirits in the mist    The fire serpent roars aloud  Beheadind beasts, devourers of flesh  Raising the swords into the night  Calling on the ones who died to give me strength  Into the mist deep in the night  Eaters of the dead thy kingdom will fall    Nightfall, silence  Could my eyes deceive me?  Cold blood, freezing  I see spirits in the mist    This fog allures me to believe  That I have seen not what is real    I stare into this misty sky  Omward to battle deep in the night  Outnumbered, waiting to die  Decapitation of the queen will set us free  Out of the mist heading for death  Eaters of the dead thy kingdom will fall    This fog allures me to believe  That I have seen not what is real  Is it my eyes decieveing me?  So I see spirits in the mist