Blitzkid - The Bat Whispers | Текст песни

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• Blitzkid
• The Bat Whispers

We are the ones forever blended to
the shadows of your perfect crimes.
the fabric of the night above
will wrap us in her mistress glove.
we are the ones breeding your doom.
your retribution will come soon...

Preparations made. A visitor tonite.
A bar for every door. Subdue the lights.

Silence be my aide. Harken any sound.
Carried on the quilted mist. She rolls.

Oh, The Bat Whispers on.

Midnite strikes a chord.
Resonates the hall.
Reverberations
jeer my racing blood.
High upon the thatch
a clinging form.
The Bat.
Manipulating shadows of the eaves.

Oh, The Bat Whispers on.

The Bat whispers right
by our guarded thrones.
The Bat whispers his charisma
into the locks refusing parts.
And springs them open one by one
like anxious, nubile hearts.

The Bat whispers his vendetta
upon the walls with clicking claws.
The locks betrayed he now promenades
a slender, traceless blade.
This guest was never bade.

Oh, The Bat Whispers on.
Betrayal is a substance
that stealthily glides.

We are the ones
forever watching you from rooftops
and camosiles below.
Your glass is ours to break to shards.
we will come back for what is ours.
Your will is ours to break to shards.
we will come back for what is OURS