Interpret:

Dethklok

Album:

The Dethlbum

Riding, and riding, we search across the land.
The snow, and wind, has frozen the hearts of man.
But we ride!
We ride!


Many days ago we left our home.
With swords to ride into the night.
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes
and leave them without life...


We stop, consider the land that we travelled.
Our map's at home, direction unravelled.
But we ride!
We ride!


Many days ago we left our homes,
with swords to ride into the night.
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes
and leave them without life.


So much time has passed since we left our land,
that we've become concerned
and we'll never find the battle.
That we should have fought and won.
But we won't stop searching!


Lost but still we ride!
Search until we die!


We ride!
We ride!


Hungry and tired the frigid plain yields little,
we trudge on further, eating pride and snow that's brittle.


We ride!
We ride!


We come upon a witch who takes us in
to let us share her mighty fire.
She asks of us our story and we lie and say,
We ride around for hire.
She asks us if we'd like to have her map
and points us in some direction.
But we are far too proud and strong so we keep silent
and ignore her suggestion.


Lost but still we ride.
Search until we die!
All the fault of pride.
The gods weep in the night!


Lost but still we ride.
Search until we die!
All the fault of pride.
The gods weep in the night!


We ride!
We ride!