[New Contest: Carol of the Tenno]

Silent Night by Franz Xaver Gruber

(Stalker's Scythe)
 

Stalker's scythe, deadly scythe,
All are dead, all is plight.

Round yon Orokin Moon through time,
Sleeping child, so weakened and primed.

Cower in withering shells,
Cower in withering shells.

Stalker's scythe, deadly scythe,
Tenno quake at the sight.

Gored bodies falling from the vents,
Dying cries ringing throughout the halls!

Now, the Tenno have mourned,
Now, the Tenno have mourned.

Stalker's scythe, deadly scythe!
Weak children,
Left to die.

Shining blood from thy pierced lung, 
With his scythe accurately slashing.

Tenno, dying by his blade,
Tenno, dying by his blade.

Stalker's scythe, deadly scythe,
All are dead, all is plight.

Round yon Orokin Moon through time,
Sleeping child, so weakened and primed.

Cower in withering shells,
Cower in withering shells.