Down a long language.

Daddy Daddy, it was just like you said,
Now that the living outnumber the dead.
Where I come from it's a long thin thread
Across an ocean, down a river of red.
Now that the living outnumber the dead
Speak my language. Hello. Hello.
Here come the quick. There go the dead. Here they come.
Bright red. Speak my language.

However long the night, the dawn will break.