Last december

What do I see On the icy plains The desolate one It's my terrain The wind it blows cold Howling my name I am the king The king of this waste Can't you see this barren land Lain to waste Ravaged, scorched, yet frozen From your neglect I am the formless one I came to save You are the chosen ones You'll be my slaves I stand on the glacier Above it all Watching them crumble Watching them crawl Iced Earth has risen Nature will fall Can you feel the madness here Drawing you all too near Earth, fire, water and air Save yourselves from despair We are together now Crush the cowards, do it now End the light, end the one We have come to save the young ones So on an on The story goes Destroying yourselves The pain it shows