If you do not come to me, I will come to you

Look up there
Look up there
Look up there
The Moons at your door
I have seen the Moons at your door

Lost count, body count, nothing but mice
We are two
We are only two, a glimpse
Sometimes We are in the shape of serpents;
Sometimes of flies;
Sometimes of rats or mice

We are sent to choke you
We are sent to choke you
We are sent to choke you
Choke yourself

I have heard the Moons at your door
I have touched the Moons at your door
I have tasted the Moons at your door
I have known the Moons at your door
I have feared the Moons at your door