A man with no past
On a blood sodden road
A motherless boy
A man they call snow
Wild as a wolf
And cunning as a crow
They say he knows nothing
The man they call snow
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
With armor of ice
And a fire in his soul
We look to the watcher
The man we call snow
Death is drawing in
And heroes are no more
So we look to the bastard
The man we call snow
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Wild as a wolf
And cunning as a crow
They say he knows nothing
The man we call snow
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
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