[Verse 1]
This way is worse than I imagined
I would roll it backward
Tell this a mountain, so slick and steep
A secret this hill with no ground beneath

[Verse 2]
I'll send him the snow globe
Bittersweet
Before it's cold
And sheds so excessively

[Verse 3]
We'll wait by leaves and clearings
We've got traps set for each leg
We'll count up every footprint groove with blood that you spilt
We'll soak it all up within hours and minutes
While you brood over your final minutes

[Verse 4]
We'll [?] those traps if no one else will
Your freezing endeavours arе first for the killing