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Frozen pines whisper secrets in the snow
Maple leaves hide the grin I know
Axe in hand, the sap runs thick and slow
Phantom faces in the cabin glow (ahhhh) The trees are watching,
the river runs red
Something ancient stirs beneath the bed
Maple syrup grin, dripping with sin Canadian nightmare,
where the dark begins
Grin so wide, it cuts through the night
Hellish choir sings of the endless fright (yeah)
Snow-covered trails lead to the old mill
Voices echo from the frozen hill
Syrup thick as the blood they spill
Grin in the dark gives me a chill (hummmm)
Maple syrup grin, dripping with sin Canadian nightmare,
where the dark begins
Grin so wide, it cuts through the night
Hellish choir sings of the endless fright (yeah)
The forest claims what the grin has made
Roots entwine in a blood-red braid
Folk song twisted into endless shade (ahhhh)
Maple syrup grin fades into snow
The nightmare lingers where the maples
grow