While the cold wind blows

The heroes return

Left are troubled souls

That nothing but yearn

For a better day

For some rightfulness

Will their wounds get healed

Rest body and mind

Let them sleep in peace

Their minds demand a release

From the dread they hold oh

Do I need to see

What eyes can not bear

Do I need to hear

That nobody cares

For the things I have done

And the things I've learnt

Are now scars in me

Rest body and mind

Let me sleep in deep

And disembody the fear

And the fright I hide

But until then I will pray

That I'll hold on to