He Has Foxy Eyes
Shining In The Dark
Light In The Night
He Has Foxy Eyes
Shining In The Dark
Light In The Night
Slowly Creeping Up Ahead
You Can Catch
The Rhythm Of Death
Slowly Creeping Up Ahead
You Can Catch
The Rhythm Of Death
Evil Is Not A Puck
But It’s A Shiny Spark In The Dark
Of Your Sealed Soul Full Of Gas
A Shadow Between The Dusk
And The Crackle Of His Deep, Last Puff
Slowly Creeping Up Ahead
You Can Catch
The Rhythm Of Death
Safe Steps That Quietly Crash
Fair Smell Of His Flower’s Ash
Gently Breeze Of A Chilly Charm
Run Far Away
Where He Can’t Stay
Tick. Tock…
Existential Gravity Clock
Ding Dong Dang
You Can Hide, But You Can’t Run
Are Your Ready To Play?
Hide-And-Seek It’s The Game
By Yourself You Must Hide,
The Stakes Make You Die
I’m Hearing Drizzling
Acid Rain, Digging
Behind A Funny Sneer
Means Hunger And Fear
The Beast Licks The Wounds Of His Kids
He Goes Mad With The Smell Of Their Blood Slip
Googling Eyes
His Heart Is A Black Hole, Rise
Of A Pain, Insane, Who Must Be Contained
Slowly Creeping Up Ahead
You Can Catch
The Rhythm Of Death