The minutes join and form hours
The evening sours
This swelling feeling seems fitting
For dark seductions
In a darkened room
Some loveless tomb
Adoring victim
Who’s haunting who?
I leave her in a guilty bed
To stalk a lover new
Rattlesnake rustling of leaves
In the trees
Under a full moon
Silent streets where tension is strung
Alleys alive with a song unsung
Over the edge and into my eyes
I’m at home here
For every home
Has a shadow of fear
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