Frozen Fury

Toes froze, marching through the burning storm. Nose is ice, but my rage

is born. Fingers stiff, they're sticks of steel tonight. Heavy like bricks,

I'm ready for the fight. Why? Whoa,

whoa, whoa! Chains are breaking, thunder splits the sky.

I won't surrender, I won't comply. Every step is heavy, but I rise.

Fueling the fire, inferno in my eyes. This really is a nice.

Frozen under blood red skies. But I'll keep moving, I'll survive.

Through the frost, I'll stay alive. Break out. Raise the fire, break the