Shift'n up the shutters
Ravens in the sky
Breath is getting colder
Something is not right
Shifting off the inside
Feelings, twisted change
Nowhere left to go hide
Nothing is the same
Can you feel it?
The tension creeping
Can you feel it?
From the pricking of my thumb
Something wicked this way comes
This is a bad omen
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Ooh, ooh
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
This is your last warning
This is a bad omen
Static in the silence
Hairs upon my neck
Voices outside calling
Are they living? Are they dead?
Can you feel it?
The tension creeping
From the pricking of my thumb
Something wicked this way comes
This is a bad omen
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Ooh, ooh
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
This is your last warning
This is a bad omen
