Mist will rise from bloodshed on frosted fields
Pestilent tithes extinguish life and crushing yields
The twisted knife to purge and bleed
Eclipsed with plague
Carries death with moonlight veil

Damnation's call to me
In time of tragedy
Winter's noose-like grip
Attack of mace and whip

Frigid winds blow strong through the barren plains
Death sweeps through the city with extreme ferocity
Hooves tread upon the freshly turned ground
Famine's victims devoured by hell's hounds

Purgations of bodily corruptions
Votive offerings
Prayers unheard
The pain of life's defeat
A withered life in fragile hands
Damned to be disinterred