There is steam rising
From the gravel on the road
There is black coal filling up our homes
It seeps through the window cracksIt slips through the floorboards
The mortar is turning black
The foundation starts to crack
Honey, pack your bags and goThere is steam rising from the belly of the beast
There is hell on earth
There are demons beneath the sheets
They see through the window cracksThey slip through the floorboards
The mortar is turning black
The foundation starts to crack
Honey, pack your bags and goThere is steam rising from the gravel on the road
There is black coal filling up our homes
It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane
It slips through the floorboards and up through the drainThere is steam rising from the gravel on the road
There is black coal filling up our homes
It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane
It slips through the floorboards and up through the drain