In this darkness I hear a shallow voice
A cold voice
Fever stricken by this cool chill
I will not respond.
My moving legs I depend on
The poison of this tongue courses through me
I will not respond.
Stalking and lurking the predator or prey
Moving now I must go, for looking back I will not know
To the door now I see,
Closer,
Closer now,
In this darkness I hear a shallow voice
I will not respond.