Dead Winter

At the table of judgement, the precipice of failure No one to bury you in the dead winter Deceive again the ears and turn a deaf ear to the wind This is the time of dying in the dead of winter In the frozen cold of the dead of night Death comes quickly for those unlucky Lose your way, tarry a little too long You won’t see the morning But I heard them stirring, out there in the darkness Impossible living horrors hidden in the night I had the heard the legends, I did not believe Until I heard their horrible calling