I see them coming through the window
They patrol the streets at night
They stare at me…
The soft purring scratches the air like a claw on wood
They patrol the streets at night
They sit there. Waiting…
The soft purring scratches the air like a claw on wood
They clean the alleys of their prey
They sit there. Waiting…
They march to the beat of fear
They clean the alleys of their prey
They claw the carrion of the uncaged birds
They march to the beat of fear
There is no escape from their sight
They claw the carrion of the uncaged birds
Their control is complete and utter.
There is no escape from their sight
They roam the streets at night
Their control is complete and utter.
They walk up to the house without a mutter.
They roam the streets at night
They’ve come to take me with a haunting. Colorless. Grin
They walk up to the house without any mutter.
They put their gun to your head if you stutter.
They’ve come to take me with a haunting. Colorless. Grin
They stare at me…
They put their gun to your head if you stutter.
I see them coming through the window.