Let it in,
Oh, let it not,
For it is the mark of the evil,
The mark on the palm,
That knocked on the glass.
The face,
A white sheen,
That glowed in the light,
To only dissapear at night.
Let it in,
For it is here,
Oh, don't let it in,
For we won't be.
Time to dawn,
Is the time all left,
From now to then,
It is a slippery slope.
