Cold comes, old before the dark, circles where his court has left its mark. Before the word, before the flame, the dark had a shape, the dark had a name. (chorus) He is under the hill, he is under the stone, he was here before the living, he will be here when they're gone. Come down, come down, come down to his hall, You were his... ...before your fall. (instrumental) He does not sleep in darkness, he does not sleep at all, his dead before him like shadows on a wall. grey eyes in the deep, grey hands in the waves, grey faces in the sea, they do not tire and they do not flee You heard it in the hills, you heard it in the hollows, you heard it in the dark, and feared the quiet that follows The King takes as he will and does not take in haste, he simply calls, and all that was... is erased. (chorus) He is under the hill, he is under the stone, he was here before the living, he will be here when they're gone. Come down, come down, come down to his hall, You were his... ...before your fall. (instrumental) (Refrain) We know what the dead know, We see what they've seen, now we sing what the dead sing in the dark beneath the green. We have forgotten nothing, yet we cannot say our names... we only know his land, and we walk it all the same. You have walked his domain, you have slept beneath his sky, you have eaten from his country and you have never wondered why... why the cold comes in from nowhere, why the old roads bend just so, why you feel the hills are watching... That... ...you already know. (chorus) He is under the hill, he is under the stone, he was here before the living, he will be here when they're gone. Come down, come down, come down to his hall, You were his... ...before your fall.
