Grin Of Winter

The cold wind caresses my hand

Singing songs of wastelands

It keeps telling me

That my time has come

Hiding behind these walls

Watching my kingdom fall

Bearing a crown of war

Who am I now?

"Footsteps across these empty plains

Holds the hope of grace and newfound strength"

Hiding behind these walls

Watching my kingdom fall

Bearing a crown of war

Who am I now?