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So this is winter

Left out in the cold

As every hour passes

We grow old

Starvation and disease

Nights in the frozen void

Under fog of war

All is destroyed

How many seasons must we endure?

By providence divine

Or fortune of fools

Cold steel without conscience

Here the brave meet their end

Seasons of foul harvest

Winters of plague

Dying slow forever

In the madness we've made

Beset by tragedy

Snow covered agony

Attrition is the game

Incandescent rage

They giveth nothing

Without taking away

Advancing through the forest

The horror approaches

Blizzard of death

That smashes all

Face to the enemy!

No stopping now

We're all sent to hell

So let's go and get killed

Seasons of foul harvest

Winters of plague

Dying slow forever

In the madness we've made

Beset by tragedy

Snow covered agony

Seasons of foul harvest

The road strewn with the dead

Forsaken, all of those who bled

The just and wicked never rest

God damn this foul harvest