The Monster - Lovedrug

The sky is growing dark

You should pack your bags

And leave your children behind

I hear Egypt is nice this time of year

The shadows from outside are creeping in

In dreams it seems you’re lacking of the

Dreams you need to wake up

Just to run out of luck

Careful

The monster is round that corner

And he’s waiting for blood tonight

He knows that you might fight back

Your eyes are growing dark

The windows to your soul are showing off

It’s hard for me to say

«that's how I like it,» baby

The screaming from the cellar never helps

You’re dreams they seem to leave you alone

In dreams it seems you can’t fight

But some weapons would be nice

Careful

The monster is down that hallway

Drooling over your tasty arm

He knows that you can’t harm him ever

But he doesn’t know

You’ve got an exorcism show

But he knows

Rot in hell, rot in hell