And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground Crestfallen by a recent sequence Marred by scars from a decent defense Patrons packed into a Saturday roadhouse She catches his heat as he screams and shouts And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground The crowd shifts to a singular mindset Avert your eyes from this particular subject He grasps the bottle with a dreadful intent A knight arises with a stoic accent And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground A chest like oak and a jaw like mahogany The man steps forth out of Greek mythology His fists they fly with a heavy velocity Deliberately defeating this domestic debauchery And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground Into the frozen ground Into the frozen ground Into the frozen ground Well you can leave this town And you can leave this town Or I'll bury you in the frozen ground And you can leave this town