Interrupted Fleshwork - Magenta Harvest

Moonlit darkness, weirdlings aroused

We stray the night, in our masks we weave

Fabrics of doom, windows to wisdom

Thoughts of murder, adorned

Interrupted fleshwork to masters joy

I leave it shaking, trembling

On the mouldy wooden floor

I take a last glimpse

As I run for the door

In my dreams its bleeding veins

Screaming, begging, in its strains

Knowing the final cut is near

It stutters, wallows, cries out in fear

Interrupted fleshwork to masters joy

I leave it shaking, trembling

On the mouldy wooden floor

I take a last glimpse

As I run for the door

When it watches, finally seeing

It sees me smiling, it sees me fleeing

When it watches, finally seeing

It sees me smiling, fleeing

As I run for the door

Lights flash in the raining night

I hide, I rejoice, murders might

Perfect paths, unseen I leave

The hunter never close

In my dreams its bleeding veins

Screaming, begging, in its strains

Knowing the final cut is near

It stutters, wallows, cries out in fear

When it watches, finally seeing

It sees me smiling, it sees me fleeing

When it watches, finally seeing

It sees me smiling, fleeing

As I run for the door