I run through the cold snow
run through the snow in the cold moonlight
I feel the weight of my weapon
and the strength in my arm
Mighty am I, blessed by Crom!
I am Cimmerian and these are my mountains
run through the snow in the cold moonlight
I feel the weight of my weapon
and the strength in my arm
Mighty am I, blessed by Crom!
I am Cimmerian and these are my mountains