The Watching Lyrics
Your time has come the full moon's in the airHear the cry of the jackal in the hillsScent of smoke fills your nostrilsas the wind blows back your hairPaint the canvas black if you willWatch out there's a man who wants your soulIt won't be long till he finds youDon't look back at the shadow on the wallWith hands outstretched to grab youSo don't let the reaper catch you sitting still. NO!Feel the touch on your shoulder as you turn your head aroundTake heed, my friend, of the reaper's bladeOh, come, you happy hearted, let your empty minds be filledDon't let your hallowed soul be betrayedFix your eyes on the crowd, don't let your stare astraySee them practice magic in the airAs they cry their incantations, oh, their damned insinuationsMix the sea with the blood moon, but bewareBlood moon sitting high up in the skyOh, you're the spotlight that can killBlood moon bleeding on the world tonightIt will take your heart and change your will"So don't let the reaper catch you sitting still!"
Jag Panzer The Watching
