In the twilight's glow, the killing has begun
After a century of a war that cannot be won
The slaughter intense, the darkness a shield
For villagers and farmers, death is the yield
An apocalypse of killing, announcing the wild
Sating a hunger, the hunt is so far unfulfilled
Tonight is the final arrival of night's tribes
Smoke rises, the humans have been killed
A fire runs wild rampage through the village
The wild hunt brings an onslaught and pillage
