Chill of the End

(To the tune of "Carol of the Bells") (Verse 1: vocal run, soprano alto) Cold winds arise, dark in the skies, Winter is here, death drawing near. Battles will rage, steel clashing blades, Blood on the snow, fire will glow. (Verse 2: vocal run, soprano alto) [Slow background chorus, tenor bass: W-i-n-t-e-r i-s co-mi-ng] Kings seek the throne, fight on their own, Oaths fade away, all men betray. Who holds the crown? Who will fall down? No one is safe—such is their fate! (Buildup) Shadows are crawling, whispers are calling, Fortunes will fade, heroes betrayed. (Chorus: staccato, chant) Winter, winter, winter is coming, Bitter, bitter, bitter winds drumming. (Verse 3: vocal run, soprano alto) Dragons take flight into the night, Storms of the past shadow the cast. Ice and the flame, power and claim, All will be lost, all comes with cost. (Verse 4: vocal run, soprano alto) [Slow background chorus, tenor bass: W-i-n-t-e-r i-s co-mi-ng] Wolves hunt their prey, debts to repay, Lies rule the land, swords in their hands. Winter is here, death drawing near, Who now will rise? Who now will die? (Final Buildup) Night is upon us, darkness has found us, Thrones will be claimed, kingdoms aflame. (Final Chorus: staccato, chant) Winter, winter, winter is coming, Bitter, bitter, bitter winds drumming. (Outro: Slow, word-by-word ending) Thrones turn to dust.