And we sit and wait

And hope that one day soon

We’ll know what Death must mean to us.

For the midnight sun goes down

And the light goes quickly from the Earth

And the silent cold of night

Falls.

Together, side by side they come,

Death, Cold and Darkness.

Riding their headless horses through the Earth.

And they wage their war on you and me.

They take the warmth out of our bones,

The light out of our eyes.

And one day, knocking on our door

Will come the third and final of the three.