Iron

Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away

Where innocence's burn in flames

A million mile from home, I'm walking ahead

I'm frozen to the bones, I am...

A soldier on my own, I don't know the way

I'm riding up the heights of shame

I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest

I'm ready for the fight, and fate

The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,

The thunder of the drums dictates

The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead's

The rising of the horns, ahead

From the dawn of time to the end of days

I will have to run, away

I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste

Of the blood on my lips, again

This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands,

I'm frozen to the bones, I am

A million mile from home, I'm walking away

I can't remind your eyes, your face

Iron - Woodkid

Hay días en los que es mejor no levantarse...

Pareciéndome buena idea la del comentario, dejo también el vídeo. Disfrutadlo porque es una maravilla.