Text for song:
It was in the midst of an autumns decay
It had been a your most unkind
Crops and cattle rotting in the fields
Soon the winter would be upon them
Then came the days of the caravan...
Out from the great marsh
dragging crippled limbs behind
No one knew who they were
but soon the word got around
The caravan comes
All must flee while they can
The caravan comes
Sundered earth left behind
Through the land
they left a terrible trail
a writhing pestilential snake
Some say they were quiet as death himself
Others say you could hear them chant
As one, they all whispered a name
Someone would be marked to die
People died in the streets
in their beds, on their knees in church
The land had become a great vast tomb
Bodies as far as the eyes could see
And relentlessly the caravan
marched on and on
Now; Of the great empire of the east
only rumours remain
As for the caravan...
...no one knows its fate.