

(ch-ch-ch, ah-ah-ah)
Beneath the surface of the glassy lake
He lies in wait for the glass to break (shhh)
They left him down in the dark alone
Now he is carved out of ice and stone
He is rising from the silt and clay (rising up)
No prayer can wash the blood away
Beware the shadow by the water's edge
He comes to claim his final pledge
(he never
dies) With a face of bone and a cold iron blade Paying
the price for the mistake they made
No lock on the door can keep him out
In the deep woods they hear you shout
He wears the mask of a frozen game
And writes his path in a trail of shame
(ch-ch-ch, ah-ah-ah)
Do you hear him
in the trees? (ch-ch-ch,
ah-ah-ah) He brings the forest
to its knees
Beware the shadow by the water's edge
He comes to claim his final pledge (he never
dies) With a face of bone and a cold iron blade Paying
the price for the mistake they made (ch-ch-ch)