I got to the point
where the pain didn't hurt
and my bones didn't break.
I went so far
that my skin didn't scar
and my voice didn't shake.
They took me every way
and now there's nothing left to take.
One hundred miles behind me
and hundreds more to go,
Unknown hero.
Its cold where I walk,
its dark where I go,
and city lights are far behind.
It's cold where I walk,
It's dark where I go.
Poor hero always goes it alone.
It could be not about you never know me,
I'm a big unknown.
My face forgotten already
as the cold winds blow.
The howling storm calls my name,
the frozen darkness knows my face.
The unseen hand points frozen north
And once again, I'm on my way.
The unseen hand points frozen north
And once again, I'm on my way.
One hundred miles behind me
and hundreds more to go,
Unknown hero.
The darkness calls my name
The frozen storm knows my face.