Monsters sleeping, be careful not to wake
Getting eaten is no way to start the day
All my life they told me not to hide
But now I have good reason, and it waits for me outside
Sunshine on our face, tell me how good does it feel
The cold in my lungs, the ache in my chest, the fear in your eyes, the sound of it’s breath
We’re searching for home, it’s searching for a meal
Sky moving blue to black
Swallowing up the sun
When the monsters come
