By The Hands Of Violent Winter Lyrics by Illnath

By the hands of violent winter, his fate was sealed
Crawling on the icy slopes with limbs frozen cold
Memories of untold torture, in his mind
Waking from the endless slumber leaving him numb
Creeping worms they eat his mind
Feelings blind this clouded time
They took his soul, so they could find
The truth
Feeling hate for usurpers gone mad
Reaching in for the power he had
Wanting