Feed The Creep

Between these walls
We were so safe
Our perfect home would not
Let anything disturbing in
A swastika’s been carved
Everything’s so quiet
No one’s seen or heard a thing
Smell the fear, feel the heat
Burn my skin, paint it black
Forced to submit, silent agreement
Something clean wasted by disease
Seek for strength
In the common weakness
What gave you the right
You had no…
Feed the creep
The only thing is absence
Now, the message is clear
We’ve all gone blind
Can only see
What we wanna believe
A swastika’s been carved
Everything’s so quiet
What gave you the right
You had no fucking right
No fucking right
Feed the creep
Smell the fear, feel the heat
Burn my skin, paint it black
Paint it black
Smell the fear, feel the heat
Burn my skin, paint it black
Feed the creep