Texty: Every Bridge Burned. Aun Aprendo. In The Heat Of The Night.

It starts innocently
a walk late at night
he moves in closely
You wont be prepared for the worst
Just look
Just look straight forward
denial
is setting in
gaining attention
hes got you
under control
the passersby
count your blessings
what do you have to live for

figures
in reflection
reflection
let me haunt you
with these words
i`ll be back, yes i`ll be back
yours in murder
Mr. monster
honor thy father

He creeps up on you
you will walk so swiftly
to keep apart
he`ll grasp your hand
so tightly into his
you wont see this

hesitation
is overwhelming
don't be hurried
everything is fine
you are overreacting

don't be scared
don't look frightened
your last thoughts
loss of control