The Winter Of Our Discontent Lyrics - Singles - Warhammer

A whispering wind blows mournful over the scorched plains 

Unnoticed by the ignorant masses the end has begun 

Will the praised new leader be as foolish as his precursor 

And will he gather total mischief around him to spread out? 

Let this winter of our discontent be over 

Finish the cruelty and embrace another day 

Will we stay or are we condemned to fall? 

A long awaited decision is about to be pronounced 

Fate has been stressed for an awful long time 

The judge of dusk stays back in preposterous rapture 

He nourishes himself from solitude he likes to share 

The whispering wind swells to a grinding roar 

For the final battle they start to prepare 

All hopes are torn apart by grim morbidity 

The path to "hell" is paved with so many bad intentions 

The winter of our discontent will never be over 

Embrace the cruelty, let this be the last day 

I want to fall, and you will too... 

("The Winter Of Our Discontent")