Текст песни Funeral Winter

Reaper Eager blows thy wind From beyond the great vast forest Reverend leveler Thy season is now at hand After all, we never stood a chance Thus falls the snow On crosses built in haste For a past never again to return A pallid host tread forth across the skies Yet, fearless like wolves we shall stand For we have seen it in the distance, now, for long So stern Limned in the likeness of a God The winter of the ages In the yonder ever restlessly astir Astir The crossroads lie far behind us now Oh, to enter there anew Knowing what we know now Though deep, into the wild we've gone Deeper yet, we're sure to go That much I know, that much I know We go where all must go at last To a nameless grave beneath nameless ruin An ageless curse from an unknown past The winter of the great undoing Funeral winter Firm be thy choke hold at summer's neck As hearts turn to splinters And the worms rejoice For theirs is the kingdom and theirs is the feast Beneath thy pale splendour entombed Come funeral winter Come funeral doom