The Gloaming

Genie let out of the bottle It is now the witching hour Genie let out of the bottle It is now the witching hour Murderers, you're murderers We are not the same as you Genie let out of the bottle Funny, ha ha, funny how? When the walls bend, when the walls bend With your breathing, with your breathing When the walls bend, when the walls bend With your breathing, with your breathing With your breathing They will s*ck you down to the other side They will s*ck you down to the other side They will s*ck you down to the other side They will s*ck you down to the other side To the shadows blue and red, shadows blue and red Your alarm bells, your alarm bells Shadows blue and red, shadows blue and red Your alarm bell, your alarm They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing They should be ringing This is the gloaming