Winter

Well I dreamed that I was running, through a wilderness of plenty And I could hear the hunt behind me, getting closer, getting closer And I knew that the end was coming and I wished that it was over Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter And now the mercury keeps rising, like the sap and the blood and the oceans And the asphalt acres melting, in the fetid air of poison And I can hear the soldiers coming and I wish that it was over Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter I felt them tugging at my shoulder to come and join in the celebrations To mark the triumph of the Emperor, the all-conquering everlasting summer And the streets were awash with the blood of the innocents, sacrificed to slaughter The crowds all drunk on power and madness as the noise grew ever louder And I could hear the knives being sharpened and I wished that it was over Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter Let all the sins of the past be buried in the frozen ground Let the last of the vengeance fires die The back wings flying high above the skeleton trees Disappear into the white So let the weary land be rested and the killing season over Let the shadows stretch forever in the light of burnished silver For I fear the age of consequence and I wish that it was over I fear the age of consequence and I wish that it was over Bring me the snowfall, bring me the cold wind, bring me the winter