While the cold wind blows The heroes return Left are troubled souls That nothing but yearn For a better day For some rightfulness Will their wounds get healed? Rest body and mind Let them sleep in peace Their minds demand a release From the dread they hold, oh Do i need to see What eyes can not bear? Do i need to hear That nobody cares? For the things i have done And the things i've learnt Are now scars in me Rest body and mind Let me sleep in deep And disembody the fear And the fright i hide But until then i will pray That i'll hold on to...