DRT - "the crowman." |
I hear thunder i see lightning, creepy people out there hiding,in the graveyard all my buddies beneath soft and moist and muddy. Rotten flesh and bone remains and empty veins of yesterday who just got pissed and cut his wrist and wiped it all right off his list,and now he sits with family another plane surrounding me all seperated unrevealed i cannot see but i can feel all this confusion on this day thunder and lightning down on me. Bring on the thunder and the lightning Rico.D. hes twice as frightening bedtime stories morning glory creeping meemies planet gory have a coffin for a bed norman bates living in his head. Hospital bed with his name on coz he forgot his tramadol poke in the eye a punch like smack and watch your eye pop out like that. And knacks and knackites all a rage to bring about your end of days smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door with mikey.c and rico.d and evil.g and mad monksey smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door. the blinding light inside your head takes you down the path of the dead, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door, and all sleepwalkers of the night will come and set your dreams alight, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door, We know he goes fuckin loco take your pills now off you go, lost every single thing thats mine now i just live on borrowed time, I've seen the light been down there twice now take a good look in my eyes, youll see the demons locked inside, you'll never know who walks behind, As we walk through a grassy clearing, see the shadows they come nearing, pinch yourself, could this be real? you freeze with such a great ordeal. you want to turn and run in fear but something strong holds you right there, see the crowmans shimering light, surrounded by knacks and knackites with open arms he bends to kneel to embrace you with truth you feel youve walked this path into limbo to see how far it goes, And knacks and knackites all a rage to bring about your end of days smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door with mikey.c and rico.d and evil.g and mad monksey smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door. And all sleepwalkers of the night will come and set your dreams alight, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door, so you can barricade your door we smash through years of blinding bore, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door The spectral ghost train all ablaze as we pass through the burning maze and you will never really know along the path which way to go, your lifelines almost streched to snap and you know you cannot turn back is this a train or carousel thats taking me right down to hell? come take my hand i'll guide you through and nothing ever will harm you crowman takes you under his wing this insight that he brings. And knacks and knackites all a rage to bring about your end of days smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door with mikey.c and rico.d and evil.g and mad monksey smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door. And all sleepwalkers of the night will come and set your dreams alight, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door, the blinding light inside your head takes you down the path of the dead, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door, And creepy crawlies out their holes will come and break into your homes, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door, so you can barricade your door we smash through years of blinding bore, smell the rotting stench of the crowman hes knocking at your door. |