Man Vs Krampus ft. ππβ―πβ―π βπππ³
[Intro] The wind hums through the trees. My breath drifts heavy, a reminder that something still moves in the cold. Something waits. [Verse 1] The forest creaks with hunger. Every step breaks the snow like a scream. I canβt see him, but I feel him. The air tightens β sharp, alive. Hooves crush the frost behind me. The sky bends low, holding its breath. [Pre-Chorus] I stumble through black branches, through air that cuts like bone. The cabin appears β faint light spilling from its seams. Inside, warmth still lingers on the table, as if someone just left. [Chorus] Krampus is near. His breath steams through the cracks of winter. I try to pray but the words freeze. My body trembles, my thoughts scatter like snow in a storm. [Post-Chorus] The wind hums through the trees. The same sound. The same warning. [Verse 2] On the table sits a crystal sphere. Snow moves inside it on its own. I touch the glass and the world folds inward. I fall into light and ice. A throne of red stands in the distance. I understand too late that I have crossed over. [Breakdown] He is there. Tall, horned, covered in frost and rage. He laughs and the ground splits. I rise. The air burns red. Fire circles my hands. I strike back. The blizzard itself screams his name. [Bridge] The storm collapses inward. Each breath becomes a promise. I feel something greater fill my chest an old strength, ancient and kind. The frost kneels. [Outro] Krampus falls. Snow quiets. I walk across the white field where the world resets. The wind hums through the trees again not warning but remembering.
