Monster - Figure Of Six

He Has Foxy Eyes

Shining In The Dark

Light In The Night

He Has Foxy Eyes

Shining In The Dark

Light In The Night

Slowly Creeping Up Ahead

You Can Catch

The Rhythm Of Death

Slowly Creeping Up Ahead

You Can Catch

The Rhythm Of Death

Evil Is Not A Puck

But It’s A Shiny Spark In The Dark

Of Your Sealed Soul Full Of Gas

A Shadow Between The Dusk

And The Crackle Of His Deep, Last Puff

Slowly Creeping Up Ahead

You Can Catch

The Rhythm Of Death

Safe Steps That Quietly Crash

Fair Smell Of His Flower’s Ash

Gently Breeze Of A Chilly Charm

Run Far Away

Where He Can’t Stay

Tick.

Tock…

Existential Gravity Clock

Ding Dong Dang

You Can Hide, But You Can’t Run

Are Your Ready To Play?

Hide-And-Seek It’s The Game

By Yourself You Must Hide,

The Stakes Make You Die

I’m Hearing Drizzling

Acid Rain, Digging

Behind A Funny Sneer

Means Hunger And Fear

The Beast Licks The Wounds Of His Kids

He Goes Mad With The Smell Of Their Blood Slip

Googling Eyes

His Heart Is A Black Hole, Rise

Of A Pain, Insane, Who Must Be Contained

Slowly Creeping Up Ahead

You Can Catch

The Rhythm Of Death