The Long Night Songtext / Lyric

The touch of warmth has been forgotten
The sun hasn't shone in years
My will to live has been absolved
Kings die frozen in their castles
Just as the peasants in their hovels
And women smother their children
Rather than see them starve Now, in this darkness
The others first descend
Cold, dead, filled with hate
They sweep over the mightiest kingdoms
Slaying armies by the score
Riding their pale dead horses
And leading hosts of the slain Hunting survivors through frostbitten forests
Adding them to their ranks
Feasting upon the flesh of dead infants
Unworthy to join the purge