Letras
There's a big dark cloud hanging over the mill
Oh someone's about to make a killing
One more down, you know the drill
I know you've heard the sounds that come down from the ceiling
It ain't been too long since I seen you last
Can't pinpoint but I can't escape this feeling
I've heard he's back to take what's his
To finish off those hands that he's been dealing
So call your doctor, call your priest
Call your reverend, call the police
You're gonna need 'em all to tame this beast
So call your loved ones
Say goodbye
Lock your doors don't go out at night
Say goodbye, just say goodbye
There's a big dark cloud hanging over the mill
Oh someone's about to make a killing
One more down, you know the drill
I know you've heard the sounds that come down from the ceiling
We ain't got too long if we want to strike
He grows stronger day by day and night by night
When it's feeding time you better bring the fight
Anything less he'll eat you alive
'Cos you're trapped
He's got you laying on your back
Begging and begging to try and get a little scrap
He's been lining his belly whilst I've been feeding with the rats
That's that
It's time to take this dog out back
In the belly of the beast lay his body to rest
Watch him swallow himself whole
Never taking a breath
Gluttony cover him, yes he's covered in red
No he won't stop feeding 'til he's meeting his death
There's a big dark cloud hanging over the mill
Oh someone's about to make a killing
One more down, you know the drill
I know you've heard the sounds that come down from the ceiling