Yonder thorp afield, bastion of life Despite oppressive, massive threat it's way comes ♪ No people nowhere in sight as close as I stand Yet close enough to sense them defending their way Their weakness observed and fathomed, beheld Succumb and desist or grow with futility Remain the husk, ordeal will take the rest This thorp afield now bathes in fear As it ever was and naught has changed, oh no ♪ The loathsome lot of them, plainly mad, how else Would you explain them gripping hope that way I am not as they, I do not hope, I do not Feel the need to procreate, sustain Remain... Remain... Remain the husk, ordeal will take the rest You lose to celebrate survival at it's best ♪ You lose to celebrate survival at it's best This thorp afield, now ruined and dead Half buried in snow, those cold hardened people ♪ Winter came hard Winter came raw Winter came hard