Boiling Led

Early morning
 It's cold and the snow is whirling
 Like a warning, a promising fate
 But the king rests in peace on his sled
 Hooves are pounding
 So many thoughts in his head
 All around him
 What if he knows
 He will never again go to bed
 Find him
 Run for your life
 Only promise you'll find him
 Throw him in boiling led
 Nail down the traitor
 Cross over the ice
 Though the wind blows and the hate grows
 Your thoughts will suffice
 On the runner
 Steering the sled and the mare
 The assassin, full of suspense
 With the king resting under the hide
 Like a gunner hiding the axe in his coat
 Our dunner, planning the deed
 And he knows he must follow his guide
 Find him
 Run for your life
 Only promise you'll find him
 Throw him in boiling led
 Nail down the traitor
 Cross over the ice
 Though the wind blows and the hate grows
 Your thoughts will suffice
 Nail down the traitor
 Cross over the ice
 Though the wind blows and the hate grows
 Your thoughts will suffice
 One hit
 One slash, one single blow
 The king
 The pain, the blood, the snow
 Hooves are pounding
 So many thoughts in their heads
 Out to find him, sure to succeed
 For their king and their leader is dead.
 Find him
 Run for your life
 Only promise you'll find him
 Throw him in boiling led
 Nail down the traitor
 Cross over the ice
 Though the wind blows and the hate grows
 Your thoughts will suffice
 Nail down the traitor
 Cross over the ice
 Though the wind blows and the hate grows
 Your thoughts will suffice