This is from the ones inside
They come with the darkness and leaves none aside
This is from the ones within
They beg for a heart's-ease with a broken violin
Through the fog I hear them cry
They tear, they hurt, they lure, they lie
Night crawling, I'm falling
Dark only, scared, lonely
Heart stumbling, I'm crumbling
A thin, red line, I need more time
This is from the ones within
Bring on the driving rain, let the crying begin
And I will lay my rifles down
And wait for the firing squad to slowly come around
Through the fog I heard you pray
To send the monsters on their way
Night crawling...