Killers of the sow

Hidden in the bough

Waiting for the beast

Looking for a feast

Frozen is the plough

Ice storm coming down

Mysteries of the past

They never last

Another stiff drink

Another round

Another dead man

In the ground

Another flesh wound

Winter's sup

Another bloodbath

Rip it up

Bearers of the blade

Soon they’ll be repaid

Bleeding in the snow

Sever blackened toes

Facing down the beast

Praying for the heat

Feel the horn of hate

Now it's much too late

Memories of the past

They never last

Another stiff drink

Another round

Another dead man

In the ground

Another flesh wound

Winter's sup

Another bloodbath

Rip it up

Another flesh wound

Winter’s sup

Another bloodbath

Lick it up