The Empire of Winds (Acoustic)

The wind is blowing on these cold cold grounds
My boots are still roaming on these cold cold lands
The blizzard whistling is the only sound
Outside these wooden walls no soul can be found
The weather is shifting on these cold cold grounds
We'll keep on pushing past these cold cold lands
Past the mud and the rain now on snow we stand
Yet still a long way to go on the route we planned
Roam, we roam,
The wind is blowing on these cold cold grounds
My boots are still roaming on these cold cold lands
Once comes the morning we'll be mountain bound
May the empire of winds keep us safe and sound
When the weather is shifting we will keep on pushing
cre you worthy of the empire of winds?
The storms are overwhelming but we keep on climbing
In order to be worthy of the empire of winds