Fast approaching monsters marching in a row
Grab what slips your mind and what your memory won´t hold
Run, darling, run
I´ll stall them if I can

You´ll escape, and I´ll be left rotting on the vine

Run, darling, run
I´ll stall if I can
You´ll escape, and I´ll be left rotting on the vine
Avert the children´s eyes
Forgets left untold
Don´t look back to see
The blood river in the road
Get sweet revenge with my blood river in the road