O, Majestic Winter

Death's Frozen Grip
Death lurks ahead...Its icy grip is upon my throat...I feel the chill of its touch...My mouth is frozen shut...My spirit is covered in frostAnd I have lost all sense of knowing...A Savior's light... A Savior's might...Give me strength through the endless night...I shake the cold of death from my limbs...Color returns to my flesh...The enemy will pay for his deceit...I grasp the hilt of my swordAnd step from my tomb...And with this blade of LightI will now show you the true meaning of death... Aus Songtexte Mania