The Scribes – Monsters Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- I walk with zombies/ Talk with monsters/
- And ghosts of a haunted conscience/ And all that nonsense/
- Banshees who squawk my swansong/
- And store bought gorgons whose call is constant/
- The orcish contents of Mordor's mansions/
- I hit the club with a swarm of phantoms/
- And Satan's lapdogs who brawl at random/
- I rise above hate and fall abandoned/
- A foolish plan for man them turned goblin/
- Following harpies with fake tans and collagen/
- Quite astonishing/ Abolishing the spectre of saviours/
- My neighbour is Hannibal Lecter/
- A cannibal network of cannabis head jerks/
- Walk my own path so often my legs hurt/
- Monster hunter/ Dragon slay expert/
- Off their heads I bled truth from my neck/ Spurt/
Hook
- Monsters on your street/
- Whisper while you sleep/
Verse 2
- I talk to devils/ Preach to demons/
- Sit down to eat with heathens/
- Each week I weaken/ My weapon is the speech I'm speaking/
- Just please oh please let me keep on breathing/
- I'm seeking reason in streets of undead/
- Acolytes packing pipes eyes run read/
- And doped up ogres like locusts unfed/
- The walking dead best be home by sunset/
- The city burns at night fight the fires out/
- Dying out blood cries lust crimes vampire counts/
- In the lions mouth crying out got to make jaws drop/
- The needle's a horcrux for warlocks/
- Ghouls of the law lost it all cost grows/
- Walk the streets with a sawn off load/
- Monster hunter/ Storm crossed roads/
- Where the beasts are all lost souls/
Hook
- Monsters on your street/
- Whisper while you sleep/
Verse 3
- I talk to myself now/
- Because it turns out that no one was listening/
- And all of the treasures that we seek in life are buried underground and no longer glistening/
- So I sought out my soul in the hope that within myself I'd find comfort/
- But I cannot sleep and I can't get no peace on these streets that are so full of monsters/
- Insomniac bed time/ Zombie smack head types/
- Haunted house/ Can't set my head right/
- Living dead like monsters with dead eyes/
- Glowing like headlights/ Smoking from death pipes/
- Needles stake hearts break hearts and take lifes/
- Evil slaves that all wait until late night/
- Till emerging like vermin from grave sites/
- So I stay home and pray for the daylight/