They are hiding in the air vents,
Watching us with evil intent,
Creeping in the shadows, waiting to pounce,
An unspoken name that we can't pronounce.
They are hiding in the air vents,
Waiting to strike with no relent,
Their victims unknown, bodies gone,
A sinister force that we can't outrun.
A silent void, where shadows fall,
Echoes of screams and blood on the walls,
Something's lurking in the dark,
Whispers of fear that consume your heart.
What happened here, we cannot say,
Only remnants and decay,
The scent of death still lingers on,
A haunting feeling that something's wrong.
We wander through this lifeless space,
Searching for clues of what took place,
A presence lingers in the air,
Whispers of malice we can barely hear.
We search for answers, but find no trace,
Only the horror of this place,
All seems quiet, but we're not safe,
For they still lurk in this forsaken space.
Lurking in the darkness, ready to strike,
From hidden corners, where they secretly hide
The air grows thick with their presence,
A shroud of fear descends upon us
In their dark lair they wait and watch, until it's far too late.
Our every breath they seem to know, our every step they trace.
Shadows writhe and twist as they spring from every side.
Our screams echo through the halls, as we try in vain to hide
Their eyes alight with malice as they close in for the kill.
We're lost to the darkness now, consumed by their ill will
Their cold grip tightens around us, as they drag us into the night.
We're helpless in their clutches, as they drag us out of sight.
A shot of doomy darkness from Ninja Tune, the new 12" from Illum Sphere, draws on the sound of early industrial to menacing results. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2016