Hillside of the North Songtext
von Edgeland

Breaking up on new year′s day
Heading out in the storm
No shelter and the gear is poor
Tearing 'em down to the core
The King is dead we got to go home
No matter what we have to move on

In the light of the burning fire
Shivering down to the bone
In the night the cold is real
Never made it home


Marching on the silent hills
On a cold winter′s night
Brave men in a barren land
With no sunlight in sight
Horses fall and the men are too
No going back, the dead of the blue

In the light of the burning fire
Shivering down to the bone
In the night the cold is real
Never made it home
Never made it home

In the light of the burning fire
Shivering down to the bone
Frozen bodies are left behind
On the hillside of the north