Close the doors, put out the light

 You know they won't be home tonight

 The snow falls hard and don't you know

 The winds of Thor are blowing cold

 They're wearing steel that's bright and true

 They carry news that must get through

 They choose the path were no-one goes.



 They hold no quarter,

 They ask no quarter.



 Walking side by side with death

 The devil mocks their every step

 The snow drives back the foot that's slow

 The dogs of doom are howling more

 They carry news that must get through

 To build a dream for me and you

 They choose the path were no one goes.



 They hold no quarter, they ask no quarter.