Embrace the forgotten of yesterday's feast
The warm wind descends like the breeze of a beast
Hooves clatter upon the cobblestones from the East

As demons decided to put many men to the test
Their hands beating upon the heart and the breast
As a cold storm rolls in from the coast on the West

Generals shout out to their soldiers, "onward and forth"
Death cries like Odin, the forgotten god of the Norse
Who laid many plans upon the seas of the North

This sand dries fickle in my nose and my mouth
From whence I was a man with many treasures about
For lust of my blood, I gave it all to the Queen of the South