WAITING FOR LYTLEMAN
Close the door, put out the light.
You know they won’t be home tonight.
The rain falls hard and don’t you know?
The winds of Thunor are blowing cold.
They carry steel that’s bright and true
To slay the night walker they go
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter.
Walking side by side with death, Saeter mocks their every step
The beast drives back the foot that’s slow, the dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through, To build a dream for me and you
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter. They ask no quarter.
The pain, the pain without quarter.
The beast is slain and stone once more.
And the dogs of doom will howl no more..
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