Tekst piosenki
[The snow covered plains...][Early dawn...]["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.][Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the][hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A][rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm][of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the][village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn][glimmering int the awakening sun's light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.][Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn][across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women][and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic][tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,][he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a][movement. No sign of life...][And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]
