Lyrics
A secret grave marked by a blood filled tree
A concealed burial site marked by a tree soaked in blood.
Entombed within this frozen earth
Buried in the frozen ground, entombed and confined.
I await the summon, my restless soul
The speaker's spirit is restless, waiting for a summons.
Can never sleep until it's found
Unable to rest until the secret grave is discovered.
Shadow clad, I stalk the night
Dressed in shadows, the speaker moves through the night.
Amidst the stars and the frigid air
Navigating the celestial bodies and freezing atmosphere.
Through the fog I ride, under pale moonlight
Riding through the mist under the moon's pale light.
Taking that of which I am bereft
Taking back what was taken from the speaker.
Your sword torn flesh
The listener's wounded flesh, a result of conflict.
Will feel the kiss of winter's breath
The injured flesh will experience the chill of winter.
A single blow, with the sting of steel
A swift, impactful strike with a steel weapon.
Bathed in blood I claim my prize
Victorious in battle, claiming a prize drenched in blood.
Rise up, once more dark avenger, rise up with your sword
A call for the dark avenger to rise again with a sword.
A head for a head
A demand for retribution, exchanging a head for a head.
Rise up, once more dark avenger, rise up with your sword
A repetition of the call for the dark avenger to rise.
Unholy horseman, ride
Describing the avenger as an unholy horseman, urging them to ride.
Rise up, once more dark avenger, rise up with your sword
Reiteration of the call for the dark avenger to rise.
A head for a head
A repetition of the demand for retribution, a head for a head.
Rise up, once more dark avenger, rise up with your sword
Once again, the call for the dark avenger to rise with a sword.
Unholy horseman, ride
Reinforcing the unholy nature, urging the horseman to ride.
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