[Intro] [1980s gothic hair metal, 118 BPM driving 4/4 arena groove, roaring Marshall tube-overdrive guitars with wah-wah accents, heavy pumping bass and thunderous drums, massive gated reverb, sustained feedback] [Crying guitar bend with scream of pinch harmonics, twin-guitars harmonizing over an icy wind blast] [Verse 1] Highest peak where the silver lies cold Where the winter storms tear through the stone and the old Right on the border to the desolate land The king found a treasure and forced a command Above the tree line, in darkness and snow The most brutal hell that a mortal can know! [Pre-Chorus] Chained to the rock beneath a grey sky Where the frostbite takes hold of the ones left to die Sixty-mile road from the mountain to shore Dragging the sledges through winter's black roar! [Chorus] Nasafjäll freezing in the name of the crown! Broken silver, and no turning round! Blood and black lead on the face of the stone! Cold metal masters! The frozen unknown! [Soaring high-register scream, heavy whammy dive bomb] [Verse 2] A strike in the shadows, a strike in the night The fires are burning, the valley in fright The miners cut down and the taxes unpaid The smelting plant lost to the cold northern raid A desolate empire carved in the ice The throne of a ruler that paid the full price! [Pre-Chorus] Chained to the rock beneath a grey sky Where the frostbite takes hold of the ones left to die Sixty-mile road from the mountain to shore Dragging the sledges through winter's black roar! [Chorus] Nasafjäll freezing in the name of the crown! Broken silver, and no turning round! Blood and black lead on the face of the stone! Cold metal masters! The frozen unknown! [Guitar Solo] [Massive gated arena snare, galloping bassline] [Slow, crying blues solo with wide emotional bends and wah-wah accents] [Escalating into screaming pinch harmonics, dual-guitar twin leads, and rapid dive bombs] [Chorus] Nasafjäll freezing in the name of the crown! Broken silver, and no turning round! Blood and black lead on the face of the stone! Cold metal masters! The frozen unknown! [Outro] The mountain takes it all! Frozen in the ice! [High gritty arena scream fading out over sustained power chords, gated drum rolls and howling feedback]
