Banging on the door
Knock
Knock
Knock
Even more
The monotonous tone in my head
Who's knocking?
The dead
They drool with their words
Like they do over birds
But now they're knocking on your door
You know they're wanting more
Knock
Knock
Knocking
On
Your
Door
And you're hiding
On the floor
Get out Can
While you
Run
From
The
Man
That
Wants
Your
B L O O D
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