Doors of the Dark

Shadows creeping, whispers in the fog. On the block where demons jog through smog, Yo. Dope dreams fade, backstreets echo low. Soul's a cassette tape warping slow, Yeah. Blades on my tongue, guillotine flow. City's a furnace, ash falls like snow. Brick walls watch as schemes unfold. Life's a pawn shop, trading pain for gold. Cages constructed, stainless bars gleam. Truth in the shadows, ain't no sweet dreams. Clocks don't tick, they scream, They weep. Living in the cipher, Secrets run deep. Night crawls in wearing a hoodie of stars. Streetlights dripping halos of tar. Chessboard pavement, kings fall hard. Pawns keep marching, hands full of scars, Yeah. Midnight sermons echo down the drain. Concrete gospel, baptized in rain. Past fades future, a loaded dice. Every breath tastes of a cryptic sacrifice. Cages constructed, stainless bars gleam. Truth in the shadows, ain't no sweet dreams. Clocks don't tick, they scream, They weep. Living in the cipher, Secrets run deep.