Mistwalker - Frosty the Snowman Lyrics

Frosty the snowman was a grim, unhappy soul
With spiked wristbands and a big battle axe
And two eyes that burned with the fire of the dark lord Satan

Frosty the snowman was a fairytale they say
He was lord of the frost in Pure Holocaust
And he rose from the dead one day

There must have been some black magick
In the vast expanse up north
For when he raised his armies
They followed him to kingdoms forth

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty go

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Over the mountains of snow

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty slay

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Summer shall rue the day

He led them down the glacial mounds
Right to Heaven's gates
And only paused a moment
To viciously masturbate

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty go

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Over the mountains of snow

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty slay

Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Summer shall rue the day