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 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