Descending the winter, the source of this disorder.
Now bringing the hunger, upon each brother’s keeper
The nightman is coming, to designate the chosen
They listen, in silence, to hear the name spoken.
One more life to give,
So the others might live
Sole sacrifice
Become the body of Christ
The hunger is growing
The ice never thawing
The winter foreboding
Teeth always are gnawing
Withhold the law
Reveal your straws
We must eat
Bring forth the meat
Will we see
All hope fail?
Will we freeze
In this icy hell?
The hunger is growing
Our movements are slowing
The conscience is burning
The nightmare returning
Within this cold temple, atop the bloodied altar
Now seeking repentance, before the nightly slaughter.
The nightman, returning, to designate the chosen
We listen, in silence, to hear the name spoken.
This time, it’s you.
This time, it’s you.
You'll see us through
This time, it’s you.

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