Shade - Shadrow

Locked in a dusty room

Pulsating darkened womb

The shadows twisting in and out of view

Sitting beside the bed

Faint noises in your head

It’s hard to guess what it’s doing to you

Depression and pure joy

Violent urge to destroy

It’s toying with you, making you see things

Vision is turning black

There is no turning back

It reads your mind and you can hear it sing

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

Filling your head with doubt

You shake the noises out

But it’s too late, your soul it will chew through

Your mind begins to reel

You can no longer feel

It’s taken hold, there’s nothing you can do

Its form begins to change

It starts to rearrange

Fingers are peeling, or at least you think

No longer physical

It’s almost biblical

The way it’s taken over everything

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Breathing)

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t turn it on

(Turn it on) Don’t even fucking touch it