Something Wicked - Michale Graves

Fly, spread your demon wings over my

Winter lullaby

Poison pushes from the inside

A main line into the night

Something wicked

In the black stretch hearse

A community of flies

Searching for the light

Eyes, everywhere they are watching me

I can’t get them out of mind

They send transmissions from the inside

A main line into the night

Something wicked

In the black stretch hearse

Community of flies

Searching for the light

Something wicked

(Something wicked)