The sun set weeks ago, never to rise.

Kaamos darkness reflects in your terrorized eyes.

The candles are lit on the wreath made of pine,

But the red on the tablecloth isn't from wine.

Snowdrifts bury the screams at the door...

Let’s see what Santa has for you... in store.

Tradition dictates a ham for the feast!

I’ve tied you down facing the North and the East!

Salted and brined in a bathtub of ice

I grab the puukko - don't have to slice twice!

Coating your ribs in the mustard and rye

I poke the thermometer into your thigh!

The clove patterns pressed into shivering skin

The Oven is hot! Let the festivities begin!

HYVÄÄ JOULUA!

GUT THE ELF! BURN THE SHELF!

HYVÄÄ JOULUA!

RED SNOW! RED SNOW!

THERE’S NOWHERE LEFT TO GO!

ROSOLI SALAD MADE OF KIDNEY AND SPLEEN

THE BLOODIEST CHRISTMAS THAT SUOMI HAS SEEN!

Potatoes are peeling, and so is your face!

A bucket of Glögi poured all over the place!

Scalding hot spice mixed with raisins and veins

I’m making a casket from gingerbread canes!

The Lanttulaatikko needs texture and crunch

I smash all your teeth out and serve them for lunch!

Hurry up now, the Sauna is hot

I’m boiling your head in the soup stock pot!

Löyly...

The spirit of the steam demands a sacrifice.

Sitting on the top bench.

Birch branches... Vasta...

Whipping the flesh until it separates.

The smell of burning cedar.

The smell of cooking meat.

Sweating out the sins.

Sweating out the life.

OPEN

THE

GIFTS.

(RIBBONS OF INTESTINE.)

WRAPPING PAPER SKIN.

I LOOK AT YOUR STOMACH

AND SEE WHAT IS IN!

YOU ARE THE PRESENT.

YOU ARE THE FEAST.

SUOMI. PERKELE!

RELEASE THE BEAST.

On hanget korkeat, nietokset...

No one hears you in the snow.

No one hears you in the snow.