...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.