Ey, der Quatsch wird doch von ner KI geschrieben.

Oder von Joey mit der Mayo.
Born in frost, raised by stone
Under iron skies
Cold wind cuts our battle scars
Fire in our eyes
Steel-bound feet on frozen ground
We stand and face the storm
The mountain knows our warrior names
Tonight we are reborn
No fear! No pain!
No turning back again
The slope is fate, the fall is death
We ride until the end
Ride the mountain!
Ride the storm!
Brothers bound by speed and snow
Ride the mountain!
Ride till dawn!
Blood and ice, our oath is sworn
We live! We die!
On frozen ground we stand
Ride the mountain!
Kings of snow and steel!
Sunlight burns on frozen shields
White fire in our veins
Every turn a sacred vow
Paid in speed and pain
The weak will fall, the strong endure
The mountain takes its toll
We carve our names in shattered ice
With body, heart, and soul
No chains! No lies!
No mercy from the sky
The edge is law, the slope is war
We scream our battle cry
Ride the mountain!
Ride the storm!
Hear the thunder as we go
Ride the mountain!
Ride till dawn!
Born to fall—but not alone
We live! We die!
With honor we command
Ride the mountain!
Kings of snow and steel!
Bridge (slow, massive, chantable)
Snow and steel!
Speed and pain!
Winter calls our name!
Snow and steel!
Blood and ice!
We will ride again!
Solo
(Epic, melodic, screaming guitars — long bends like howling wind)
Ride the mountain!
Ride the storm!
Let the heavens shake in fear
Ride the mountain!
Evermore!
We were born for moments here
We live! We die!
But legends never kneel
Ride the mountain!
Masters of the hill!
Snow!
Steel!
Speed!
Forever we ride!