Little herschell enjoyed the snow
He was fond to play outdoors and go
Along the slopes and around the wood
He'd play outside all night if he could
And why not?
He thought it is my right
I think I'll stay
Outside all night
So, silly herschell he ran from home
Free to play and free to roam
Alright
Well he made a friend, that very night
To keep him from dismay and fright
He bestowed to it
His scarf and his hat
While initiating
A cordial chat
Then out jumped the beast
Carnivorous and wild
With intentions to feast
On the guts of the child
Herschell's new friend
Only stood there and smirked
He had given a warning
Of the brute that lurked
Faster and faster
You run through the snow
Poor little waif
You have nowhere to go
You think you're having fun
But if you only knew
Just around the corner
Death is waiting for you
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
Terrified and betrayed
Herschell ran for his soul
As the creature pursued like a badgering troll
The boy fled with haste
For if he was caught
He'd be gormandized and left to rot
But just up ahead
A man dressed in red
Stood in the snow
Though he looked to be dead
Herschell beseeched him, sir can you help?
I'm too young to die
I'm only a welp
But suddenly the beast, with an impetuous brace
Vanquished the man by clutching his face
The rueful child wished for his bed
He knew he'd be next when the old man was dead!
Faster and faster
You run through the snow
Poor little waif
You have nowhere to go
You think you're having fun
But if you only knew
Just around the corner
Death is waiting for you
Oh great was to be requital of the man to say the least
Like the wing from a fly, he pulled the arm from the beast
The bloody thing shrieked, but the man didn't care
His expression was vacant as he proceeded to tear
The immaculate snow became smudged with gore
As the monster convulsed causing blood to pour
Herschell was safe or so he assumed
But he could not perceive that his future was doomed
'Cause the man's intention to engage in the fight
Was to have the boy for his own delight
Herschell was seized and dragged away
His remains were found
The following day
Faster and faster
You run through the snow
Poor little waif
You have nowhere to go
You think you're having fun
But if you only knew
Just around the corner
Death is waiting for you. [x4]
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