Deep in the woods, there is a lonely man Gathering firewood, waiting winter's end Stuck in a landscape of ivory white Nothing but desolate canvas in sight And on the ground, like a bloodstain Petals so pink bloom in the bleak terrain He takes the firewood he's gathered back home A little cabin that stands all alone His sister sits by the window and waits Everyday for him to come back home safe He tells her all about the flower Spring may come soon She says it's likely to die in this winter Now that he's home, it's her turn to go hunt He provides warmth, she looks for meat and blood Before she leaves, she tells him to go rest As she departs, he lies down on his bed The window across him has ice on its panes Cracks slowly spreading like cancerous veins And he dreams of tick tock tock Tick tock tock Time to wake up Tick tock tock Tick tock tock Time to wake up Deep in the woods, there is a lonely man Gathering firewood, waiting winter's end Stuck in a landscape of ivory white Nothing but desolate canvas in sight And in the distance, wind trembles A voice says You killed people! So many people! He takes the firewood he's gathered back home A little cabin that stands all alone His sister sits by the window and waits Everyday for him to come back home safe He tells her all about the flower Spring may come soon He knows she'll say It's likely die in this winter Now that he's home, it's her turn to go hunt He provides warmth, she looks for meat and blood She asks if he really saw what he said He says yes, and as she leaves, goes to bed The mirror across him has ice on its panes He thinks he sees a face past all the veins And it tells him tick tock tock Tick tock tock Time to wake up Tick tock tock Tick tock tock Time to wake up Deep in the woods, there is a lonely man Gathering firewood, waiting winter's end Stuck in a landscape of ivory white Nothing but desolate canvas in sight In the distance, his sister screams He freezes as he can't tell if this is a dream Run, sleeping beauty Oh, run and run fast Run to the sound of your sister's distress Run past the trees to a lake frozen clean A place in this forest that you've never seen On the lake, like a gaping mouth A hole in the ice where your sister may have drowned Celine! He rushes forward and reaches his hand Into the dark of the water and then He finds a body and hauls it to shore The coat is familiar, his chest swells with hope His own face stares at him, rotted with gore It smiles and the man shudders, chilled to his core And it tells him tick tock tock Tick tock tock Time to wake up Damien, oh damien It's time to wake up The body pulls him deep into the lake The water freezing past skin, flesh and ache Weakly, he thrashes and fights for his breath Not here, he thinks, this shall not be his death