Freaks

A frigid chill licks the night air,

as the neon lights cut the sky

In the darkest alleys the silhousettes appear,

beckoning the night

The Darkness calls them out,

stalking the street on a psychotic roundabout

No religions here,

no cross to bear,

no shelter from the beast

They lived the hard life

Scratched to survive

They come out at night,

on your fears they feast

Better run and hide,

Beware of the FREAKS!

Like fallen angels about to die,

demented delinquents on a one way ride

A figurehead,

degenerate from the bowels of the east

They took the hard life

He kills to survive

They come out at night,

on your fears they feast

Better run and hide,

Beware of the FREAKS!

Beware of the Freaks ...

they're coming to get ya!