Beth Hart - No Quarter

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 no-one goes
They hold no quarter
They hold no quarter

Oh, no, no

Walking side-by-side with death
The devil mocks their every step, ooh
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 hold no quarter
They ask no quarter

Ah, ah, ah, ah

The pain, the pain without quarter
The pain, the pain without quarter