Lyrics:

A fire grew in the snow,
in the cold,
in the yard
will this be ever named in an appendix?
took some time to figure out
what it would mean
that maybe i was blinded by a sheen

smelled like me
smelled like you
smelled like the things that we've been into
to dare a leap and off to sweep
to get rid of square disbelief
to have tried
to have lied
to have slipped and get back on your feet
we have it all down in your hole
I'm dancing with the shadows
OF DEATH

The Flames grow high, out of sight
Young contribe, tainted by
An item wrapped in naked curiosity of killed men
took some time to figure out
what it would mean

smells like me
smells like you
smells like the things that we're all into
daring a leap and off to sweep
we are dancing with the shadows of death

A fire grew in the snow,
in the cold,
in the yard
will this be ever named in your appendix?
took some time to figure out
what it would mean
that maybe i was blinded by a sheen

hold you in
they hold you in
and I keep the sheen in the ???
daring a leap and off to sweep
we are dancing with the shadows