He slipped away into the woods that night
When the winds blew cold and the moon was hiding
Along the trees aglow in fox-fire light
A path once clear now uninviting
All the miles and mountains crossed
The runes he tossed and followed
Hollow victories, treasures lost
Was it worth the cost
He wondered on the run
A fragile truce had quickly come undone
He was on his own when his army scattered
The fog of battle blotted out the sun
Getting home alive was all that mattеred
All the miles and mountains crossеd
The runes he tossed and followed
Hollow victories, treasures lost
Was it worth the cost
He wondered on the run
They called him the man made of stone
A forged arrow found him where he stood alone
The snow fell around him, this king with no throne
They called him the man made of stone
They called him the man made of stone
(All through the land he was known)
His harvest abandoned with seeds left unsown (seeds left unsown)
His soldiers now slumber in graves overgrown
They called him the man made of stone
(They called him the man made of stone)
They called him the man made of stone
(They called him the man made of stone)
All the miles and mountains crossed
The runes he tossed and followed
Hollow victories, treasures lost
Was it worth the cost
Was it worth the cost
Was it worth the cost
Was it worth the cost
Was it worth the cost
He wondered on the run
On the run
On the run
On the run
On the run
On the run
