Huddled in doorways we watch you pass
Our senses sharp as shattered glass
We watch you strut by, we watch you stroll
Hunger and lust barely in control.
Wearing past glories like a blood-red cape
- Who to kill? And who to rape?
We hear your heartbeat, wait for the scream
Fuelled by blood. And Methedrine.
Deep in the shadows we watch, we wait -
Watch you love. Or masturbate!
We feel your pulse; we smell your fears
Drink your joy and taste your tears.
All around us, steel and chrome...
In the darkness we make our home
Life around us ebbs and flows
Burning brightly, the Hunger glows.
We watch you stumble, we see you fall
While we lurk outside it all
Herding you like a dog herds sheep
- Which to cull, and which to keep?
Your pale, taut necks our redemption,
Our pale, gaunt faces your reflection.
Deep we burrow, deep we hide:
Through the aeons we abide
Unalive, yet not truly gone...
Through the ages, on and on.
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