Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Surrounded me no one could see a thing
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Surrounded me no one could see a thing
I can smell the cold it is blinding all here
I can touch the mold creeping up to the hills
I would stay right here if it wasn`t a fen
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Surrounded me no one could see a thing
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Surrounded me no one could see a thing
I can hear the call it is consuming me
I can't feel my soul it is lost down in hell
I would stay right here if it wasn`t a fen
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation
Up the cliff of the nation up the cliff of the nation