Cone of Cold by Spellmaster Lyrics

Through the green glens and steep bends the path leads your company on, toward home
And the scouts give the all-clear, so, weary, you push on, you roam over hill, over brome
But your mind's playing tricks and the will-o’-the-wisp leads your eyes to blackening skies
Did the road fade beneath you, you look down, you're lost in the briar and you're not alone

You’re in the cone of cold
The coat of arms splits on your tabard
Your sword frozen in its scabbard

You're in the cone of cold
Your breathing slows, your blood turns icy
Frosted eyes blur what you might see

Though the blue lens of ice bends the light, making night of the dawn, you stare on
Where the trail lay before you, a wizard now chants through the brume of bright winter doom
As your party is fixed in its tracks you can hear the ice crack as they struggle free
And a halberd sails past you and blasts through the squall at the wizard, who slumps to his knees

You're in the cone of cold
The coat of arms splits on your tabard
Your sword frozen in its scabbard
You're in the cone of cold
Your breathing slows, your blood turns icy
Frosted eyes blur what you might see

Look up and the snow melts into rain
A stream of blood and a wisp of breath from the wizard's mouth as he cries in pain
Look down and the path appears again
Push on to the home fires' light where you'll feast and drink while the memory wanes

You're in the cone of cold
The coat of arms splits on your tabard
Your sword frozen in its scabbard

You’re in the cone of cold
Your breathing slows, your blood turns icy
Frosted eyes blur what you might see

You’re in the cone of cold
The spell's been beaten, broken, banished
Blink your eyes, the wizard’s vanished

You're in the cone of cold
The sunrise thaws the rime to dew
But you can't warm the cold within you
You're in the cone of cold