Running down the street
Trying to get home
Home is where the heart is
I’m heartless like a drone

Careful insinuation
Wink and nod to open doors
Look beyond the shadows
His eyes are watching you

Don’t move your mouth
Strangle your own breath
The hounds are on the loose
Painted future from our death

Distinctive paranormal
Capital cities raise in tomes
Divvy up the countryside
Parasitic catacombs

Rest not for the weary
A world that never sleeps
Dreamt of having freedom
From your soul the devil reaps

Comfort in the ignorance
Don’t tell me how it is
Truth hidden on the mountain tops
Respect this life you give\

Profanity of the sane
Disease amongst the dead
The bell rang out three times
It’s time to go to bed



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