Blade of Winter

A thrust of my sword fills his stomach
Full of hardened, polished steel
Again and again I kill their best
The challenge once posed, I no longer feel
My legend has spread both far and wide throughout this land
But something harder, a worthy fight
Is all I wish for now
Long my search continues
None withstand my rage
Dead and dying bodies
Gives me glory on the stage
One eerie night, appeared an apparition
That told me to travel beyond the wall
Where I will find a foe worthy of my sword
Without delay I set foot to the north
Cold winds blowing, winter is taking its course
I must carry on, for this man brave and bold
Does not fear!
Stalactites of deadly ice
Rain down like arrows throughout the sky
Stabbing my organs and crushing my brain
Punctured lungs and unbearable pain
The seasons turn, my soul it yearns
For this foe to die
I am but a warrior beneath the winter sky
Tundra plains stretching endlessly
Desolate. Devoid
Where is this worthless warrior?
Soon he will be destroyed
Falling down, cannot see, my helmet sits askew
Not once defeated by man nor by beast
None could match my skill
This foe I find upon me now
No armour to sever, armour to tear
My heart grows chilled, my pulse is stilled
I stare into the sky
THE BLADE OF WINTER!
Now my search has ended
One did match my rage
The wounds and pain now clear and plain
The blade of winter has run through me
The seasons turn, cold still burns
Nothing is left to die
Once I was a warrior, now just bones
Beneath a frozen, stormy sky