ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

WHILE YOU SIT THERE WHORING
WITH THE NATION

DRINKING THE BLOOD
OF YOUR BEST FRIEND

DONT YOU KNOW ALL
EMPIRES TURN TO DUST

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

SO YOU SIT COMFORTABLE
ON YOURE THRONE OF GOLD

SOMEONE SHOULD TELL YOU
ITS SOON GETS COLD

WHEN THE NIGHT S ARE LONG
AND THE FIRES LOW

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

YOU CAN STAY UP ALL NIGHT
HOPING THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST
DONT BITE

BUT YOURE CASTLE WALLS
CANT KEEP THEM OUT

FOR LONG

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

THEY ARE GATHERING NOW
OUT SIDE THE WALLS

IS IT THE SOUND OF THE WIND
OR SOMETHING MORE

THAT RUNS THAT SHIVER
DOWN YOUR BACK

WILL THIS NIGHTMARE
EVER END

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

AND HERE THEY COME
SEEPING IN LIKE WATER

THROUGH THE CRACKS
IN A WALL

YOURE NEVER STOP
THEM ALL

TOO MANY
TOO FAST

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

ITS COMING TO YOU MY FRIEND

FEEL THEIR PRESENCE

AS THEY SURROUND YOU

TORTURED SOULS

TAKING THEIR REVENGE

AND LEAVE A MESSAGE

FOR US ALL

WORDS BY PETER STOCK  HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTIONS COPY RIGHT 2018