| Close the door, 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 where noone goes | |
| They ask no quarter | |
| They want no quarter | |
| They need 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 where no one goes | |
| They ask no quarter | |
| They want no quarter | |
| They need no quarter |