Grin Of Winter (Ava Inferi)

The cold wind caresses my hand Singing songs of wastelands It keeps telling me That my time has come Hiding behind these walls Watching my kingdom fall Bearing a crown of war Who am I now? "Footsteps across these empty plains Holds the hope of grace and newfound strength" Hiding behind these walls Watching my kingdom fall Bearing a crown of war Who am I now?