Frostbite Cathedral

Blizzard in my lungs

Ash upon the snow

Echoes in the pines

Calling me below

Boot prints on the ice

Cracking with each step

Northern wind is sharp

Cutting through regret

Blackened wooden church

Windows blazing red

All the frozen saints

Turn their backs and fled

In this frostbite cathedral

I raise my broken roar

Screaming oaths to the winter

’Til my voice is raw

In this frostbite cathedral

I carve my name in stone

If the sky won’t answer

I will stand alone (stand alone)

Iron in my veins

Salt upon my skin

Ravens circle high

Waiting for my sin

Torches in a ring

Faces painted pale

Every breath a curse

Every word a nail

In this frostbite cathedral

I raise my broken roar

Screaming oaths to the winter

’Til my voice is raw

In this frostbite cathedral

I carve my name in stone

If the sky won’t answer

I will stand alone (hey!)

Kneel or break

Choose your faith

Ice or flame

Still the same

Cold blue stars

Watch you fall

Hear that call

Hear that call

[guitar solo tears in

Melodic then descending into rapid-fire runs

Drums surging underneath]

In this frostbite cathedral

We shake the ancient walls

Every scar a scripture

Every shout enthralls

In this frostbite cathedral

We turn our grief to gold

Let the blizzard take us

Screaming

Fierce

And cold (fierce and cold)