Beneath Bleeding Light

Wait in the quiet...

Something is shifting.

I thought the shadows held the deepest cold

A simple secret that we left untold

But there's a movement underneath the floor

A quiet breathing by the cellar door (shhh)

Oh, the dark was just a veil

A softer lie to keep us safe and pale

But now the floorboards start to split and tear

And there is something worse than nothing there (oh

no)

It has no face,

it only has a name

We built the house around its frozen frame

I thought the dark was just the lack of light

But this is living,

and it breathes tonight

It’s not an absence...

(no...) It is a presence...

And it’s looking back!

There is no light to save us...

Only

the breathing. (ahhhh)