Facing the fog along the battle field eyes quite tired of seeing these endless hills we don't care 'bout dying to set us free 'cause we hear the cries of those whom got fear our slow pace doesn't mean that we can't have the strength to bring waves of crash there's just one thing you will need to know fire and fog are pretty part of us there's just one thing you will need to know fire and fog are pretty part of us We have been demonized because we brought the sweet craving for terror Phobias to be offered as a great joy Strength to be taught Strength to be bought Crossing the meadows near the deadly sea our journey is long and will lead us to a cold abyss our secrets revealed will make us ready to feel and mesmerize those who got tears All our blades are beneath the hell our brains inside a cold cell All our blades are beneath the hell our brains inside a cold cell there's just one thing you will need to know fire and fog are pretty part of us our slow pace doesn't mean that we can't have the strength to bring waves of crash