through the snowy night
tearing through the silent air
to sink their blade into
their unknowing prey
still, the victim standing
blind to the nearing threat
as the savage beasts crept
out of view with drawn blade
a sudden swing for metal
to savor the victim's limbs
and sweep after sweep
the ax sung in the silent air
until the final groan
and fall of the victim there
onto the frozen ground
dragged away into the night
the gnarled hands patted
the heads of their offspring's
children upon returning
with the victim from the silent air
eyes gazed at the sight
on that cold December night
the body propped up in the room
in the candle light and calm
as the gnarled hands sang
O Tannenbaum
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