In a tent near the river we gaze at the star

While sharing chocolate bars,

Away from those honking cars,

The full city in view,

Just me and my crew,

Tress and animals getting ready for the night,

What's more warm than a group hug given tight?

Last time we were six, now they are five,

The kill was brutal and the night just fine,

They hid the body underground,

Now they die by getting drowned.