The Deep

There's a whisper in the air

That the gates below are opening

And it's us that built them there

So we hide in our houses

But it only buys us time

While the earth around us crumbles

And the bells they softly chime

Won't you please shine a light through my window

For the stars have gone to sleep

Now the devil's outside and there's nowhere to hide

And I hear my name called from the deep

He stands in the shadows

And he wears a well pressed shirt

And his shoes of shining leather

Press our faces in the dirt

There are countless more just like him

But one day we will be free

Til then I'll pick my battles

And hope that he won't pick on me