IN THIS NIGHT
WHOSE BLACK POISONED BREATH
SMELLS LIKE A BURNING NEST
OUT OF MOTHER'S SIGHT
I SEE THE HEAVEN'S LIGHT
BUT IT'S HOLLY SHINE
WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
NOT THIS NOT ANY NIGHT
NOW I SEE NOT IN THE GRACE
THAT BEASTS OWN OUR SPACE
I'M AFRAID THAT IS TOO LATE
TO LOCK GOODBYE
TO BEASTS OUR GATE
TOO LATE
TELL ME HOW
A BEAST DISGUISES
CAUSE LIGHT GROWS DARK
AS THE BEAST HAS LOST ITS EYES
NOW I SEE NOT IN THE GRACE
THAT BEASTS OWN OUR SPACE
AND I'M AFRAID THAT IS TOO LATE
TO LOCK GOODBYE
FOR BEASTS OUR GATE
TOO LATE