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