Fellowship - The Frozen Land

Lonely is the hollow man
If hollow he deserves
Light the eyes fantastic, see the ice upon my earth
Time embrace the frost and lace that coats the iron skin
My ichor knows the cold but tempers 'gainst the lonely wind

If tomorrow yet belies defeat
Lie with me!

This home, I know, a siege upon my soul
Defy, deny, defend a bitter life!
My shoulders grow with every hope I hold;
The ice and I will stand, we bleed upon the frozen land

I am hope envisioned, but the eyes are not my own…
Fill the patchwork prophecy, and fill the hollow soul
Exile my poeticals to mountains by the sea;
Merge for me, the choice and the truth we weave!

If tomorrow yet belies defeat
Lie with me!

This home, I know, a siege upon my soul
Defy, deny, defend a bitter life!
My shoulders grow with every hope I hold;
The ice and I will stand, we bleed upon the frozen land

Light enshrine, can faith yet justify?
Who am I, to decide here?
Ice descend, on the eyes shaded and embered, that hope may brace these arms of mine!

Take my hand, teach me who I am
Storied soul, depend upon my own
Life rely on more than do or die
The ice and I will stand, oh ichor mine…

This home, I know, a siege upon my soul
Defy, deny, defend a bitter life!
My shoulders grow with every hope I hold;
The ice and I will stand, we bleed upon the frozen land