[5.2 Users: Lead II (sawtooth)]

As

you

walk

a

lone,

the

night

sur

rounds

you

like

a

shroud

The

dreams

you

had

were

once

of

love

and

be

ing

proud

Mis

ty

ho

ri

zons,

block

yer

vi

sion

of

the

world

But

the

ra

vens

eyes

will

show

you

all

you

need

to

know.

Oh!

The

land

you

loved

is

now

so

bar

ren

and

so

cold

The

name

of

God

rings

out

so

high

in

yer

soul

This

time

the

mas

ters

will

lead

us

by

the

sword

And

should

we

fail

the

long

pre

vails

in

O

din's

Court

Lead

ing

us

on,

to

the

land

of

e

ter

ni

ty

Ri

ding

the

cold,

cold

wings

of

val