Boiling Led

Early morning

It's cold and the snow is whirling

Like a warning, a promising fate

But the king rests in peace on his sled

Hooves are pounding

So many thoughts in his head

All around him

What if he knows

He will never again go to bed

Find him

Run for your life

Only promise you'll find him

Throw him in boiling led

Nail down the traitor

Cross over the ice

Though the wind blows and the hate grows

Your thoughts will suffice

On the runner

Steering the sled and the mare

The assassin, full of suspense

With the king resting under the hide

Like a gunner hiding the axe in his coat

Our dunner, planning the deed

And he knows he must follow his guide

Find him

Run for your life

Only promise you'll find him

Throw him in boiling led

Nail down the traitor

Cross over the ice

Though the wind blows and the hate grows

Your thoughts will suffice

Nail down the traitor

Cross over the ice

Though the wind blows and the hate grows

Your thoughts will suffice

One hit

One slash, one single blow

The king

The pain, the blood, the snow

Hooves are pounding

So many thoughts in their heads

Out to find him, sure to succeed

For their king and their leader is dead.

Find him

Run for your life

Only promise you'll find him

Throw him in boiling led

Nail down the traitor

Cross over the ice

Though the wind blows and the hate grows

Your thoughts will suffice

Nail down the traitor

Cross over the ice

Though the wind blows and the hate grows

Your thoughts will suffice