Empty streets
Unbearable heat
It's plain to see
I am beat
The stillness grows
The eeriness flows
Over my body
Hark to the call
The blood-curdling noise
A banshee dressed in white
Hold still for some
Tedium
Build yourself a bubble
Never come out
Now close your eyes
Accept your demise
Count all the years gone by
Count all the years gone by
Count all the years
Count all the years gone by
Count all the years
Count all the years gone by
Count all the years