Interlude 3

de Torch

Midnight our filled with eyes
Glowing with hatred and fear
I stand on glass cool as ice
Knowing my our is near

See his eyes glow
Watcher watcher of the night
Feel blood flow no use to fight
Watcher of the night

Try to run from the killer
Bearing his hatchet with pride
Not a scream not a sound
Standing with eyes open wide

See his eyes glow
See his eyes glow

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