I was fearless in this world
But turns out there are other ones
Owls sure are wicked birds
And now I know from where they come
Look deeply to whole of human history
And you'll see they were always here
Tormented and haunted us
Causing all the fear.
Everything that's paranormal
Religious, ghostly or scientific,
Spiritual, demonic or angelic,
They lie at the root cause of it
So I went under the trees
Where the branches blow in breeze
And when Jupiter and Saturn meets
You'll smell something just like grease
As I make my way inside
I forgot what I've been thought
My timing it was perfect
but my courage it was not.
Now the story is all told
And the dweller on the threshold
I see the white of the eyes
As it annihilates my soul
