Fast approaching monsters
Marching in a row
Grab what slips your mind
And what your memory won't hold
Run, darling, run
I'll stall them if I can
You'll escape and I'll be left rotting on the vine
Run, darling, run
I'll stall them if I can
You'll escape and I'll be left rotting on the vine
Avert the children's eyes
Forget left untold
Don't look back to see
The blood river in the road
Get sweet revenge with my blood
River in the road