Blood On the Snow

Left for dead
With eyes of red
Too young to understand
Born again
To seek revenge
Cold steel in her small hand
The daughter of a hero passed
A child born to fight
A chill wind whistles in her ear
And through her hair of white
Time has come
And now you’re gonna pay
All I want
Is what you took away
Assassins taught her how to kill
And thieves on how to hide
And Daoist priests of inner peace
To tame the beast inside
But wild things are born to run
And live by their own law
To roam alone without a home
And kill with tooth and claw
Time has come
And now you’re gonna pay
All I want
Is what you took away
Wandering the barren land
The child came of age
She walks the road less travelled
A killer and a sage
The wicked know when she is near
They feel it in their bones
The whisper of her blade in hand
Will reap what they have sown
Time has come
And now you’re gonna pay
All I want
Is what you took away