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The White Hunger (Intro - Sound of howling wind, followed by a slow, crushing guitar riff. A distant bell tolls) (Verse 1) The ground is harder than iron stone The frost has settled in the marrow bone No bread to break, no fire to keep The angel of death is watching us sleep White blankets cover the frozen dead While visions of feast dance in my head (Chorus) The white wolf waits outside the door Howling for the rich and poor We eat the leather, we eat the bark Descending slowly into the dark Valley of shadows, valley of pain Waiting for the sun that might not rise again (Verse 2) Wrapped in rags that offer no heat Bloody footprints on the snowy sheet The general walks among the ghosts Testing the will of his starving hosts Is this the price for a land so free? To wither and die beneath the tree? (Chorus) The white wolf waits outside the door Howling for the rich and poor We eat the leather, we eat the bark Descending slowly into the dark Valley of shadows, valley of pain Waiting for the sun that might not rise again (Bridge - Music drops to just bass and drums, very ominous) Drill the discipline into the cold Refining the spirit, turning it gold If we survive this winter's bite We will be demons in the fight (Growl) Forged in ice! Tempered in hunger! (Solo - Slow, melodic, and sorrowful guitar solo with heavy sustain) (Verse 3) The snow begins to melt away A glimpse of green in the sudden gray Those who remain are harder than steel No longer broken, no longer kneel The spring has come to wake the dead And paint the white snow crimson red (Chorus) The white wolf waits outside the door Howling for the rich and poor We eat the leather, we eat the bark Descending slowly into the dark Valley of shadows, valley of pain Waiting for the sun that might not rise again (Outro) We are still here... (The cold remains) We are still here... (Fade out with heavy feedback and wind)