Winter's bone hath come to town
Run about or be run down
Winter's bone stays hidden well
But no one lives to say or tell
And thus Winter's bone shall leave
Leaving nothing but a town in two parts cleaved.
Winter's bone hath come to church
Run in terror as it lurks
Winter's bone loves secrets told
Watch, as ours are tasted cold
Winter knows now all of us
But its actions stay still unjust.
Winter's bone hath come to work
Driven by a nasty torque
Winter's bone is white and dead
Comes to fill us all with dread
And as such we know we fear it well
We're racing for beyond the veil.
Winter's bone hath come to life
Wanted for the cause of strife
Winter's bone doesn't live for much
Only to give away its freezing touch
Innocent until proven wrong
We knew we weren't really to blame,