I bet you don't know... 



I cut down that withered peach tree 

just like you asked me to. 

and I hacked it into pieces 

set it on fire with your face in plain view 

at the near window where you stood 

watching me split the wood 

I will do as I am told. 

I will keep away the cold. 



the fire pit in the snow 

gave off a rich bright orange-red glow 

a familar scent rose up into the air 

and I remembered something special from a long time ago 

you opened up the door 

stepped away from the killing floor 

your footprint on the snow was fresh and new 

when you touched me I felt fire coming through 

I will do as I am told. 

I will keep away the cold. 

I will do as I am told. 

I will keep away the cold.