I lay in bed and in my head. There's work that must be done. There are flies to kill and blood to spill. And webs that must be spun. Change your face your name your number. Cut your hair. Bolt your doors and lock your windows. I'll find you there. Can't eat can't sleep. This city creeps with sacrificial sheep. Well I thought of grace for mercy's sake. But that will go away. Change your face your name your number. Dye your hair. Bolt your doors and lock your windows. I'll find you there. Hold your breath I still can hear you. Anywhere. Fake your death I?m always near you. I'll be there. Somewhere in there my clouded brain. A voice says I'm insane. Disguise your eyes. No you can't hide. Shake up your make-up. Or you'll never wake up. You may not wake up (you can't hide). You'll never wake up (you can't hide). You'll never wake up (I'll always be there). They'll find you face up (what's left of you there?)