You taught us To embrace the cold The frostbite and malice kept me going Looked to the sky for a signal or a sign Something to just keep me alive And so I wandered, The animosity kept me going Impaired from temper Lead by spite Pray to death, war, famine and plague Because I swear that you won't make it This pale horse has had its thirst quenched From the river it was dragged through Wounded, lost and forgotten Now its your head being delivered I swear, Unless it's six feet deep You'll never get another fucking inch from me Numb and surrounded I taste the blood between my teeth I feel it trickle down my cheek and warmth of it discomforts me And then I remember, what you taught us Embrace the cold