Mischief Night

Descent easing
(Descent easing)
It’s the likes of descent
(Descent easing)
I found you, I found you, I found
Are those any good?
They will find me in the snow
If they fuck around enough

(They, they, they)
Or not
(They, they)
Or not

All I know
He comes from beyond
He sold the rose
To his frail minion