(Verse 1) On a frozen lake so wide, where the cold winds blow, The winter sky is dark, but her spirit glows. With a sword in hand and fear left behind, Ciri skates on ice, her destiny aligned. Rience with his fire, and Skellen's cruel gaze, Chasing through the snow, shadows in a blaze. But she's faster than the storm, swift like the night, A whirlwind on the ice, ready for the fight. (Chorus) She's the dancer on the frozen lake, Every move she makes, the ground will quake. With blades of frost and a heart so true, Ciri fights like the wild wind blew. Underneath the moon's cold stare, In the freezing air, she's everywhere. A blur of silver, a flash of steel, Dancing through the night, her fate she’ll seal. (Verse 2) Rience's fire crackles, burning through the air, But Ciri dodges, skating with a deadly flare. Skellen's arrows fly, aiming for her heart, But she spins and twirls, tearing them apart. Each strike she lands echoes in the night, Her blade sings a song of justice and fight. The ice cracks beneath their heavy weight, But Ciri moves like fate, never too late. (Chorus) She's the dancer on the frozen lake, Every move she makes, the ground will quake. With blades of frost and a heart so true, Ciri fights like the wild wind blew. Underneath the moon's cold stare, In the freezing air, she's everywhere. A blur of silver, a flash of steel, Dancing through the night, her fate she’ll seal. (Bridge) Skating through danger, skating through time, Her steps a rhythm, her will so divine. No fire, no arrow can ever bring her down, She wears the frozen lake like a crown. The world is watching, the lake's her stage, In the dance of battle, she writes her rage. With every turn, with every leap, She carves her victory, fierce and deep. (Chorus) She's the dancer on the frozen lake, Every move she makes, the ground will quake. With blades of frost and a heart so true, Ciri fights like the wild wind blew. Underneath the moon's cold stare, In the freezing air, she's everywhere. A blur of silver, a flash of steel, Dancing through the night, her fate she’ll seal. (Outro) On the frozen lake, where legends are born, Ciri stands alone, the battle worn. But the wind whispers soft, the ice shines bright, The Lion Cub of Cintra won the fight.