🎃Shadows Are Moving🎃

Intro

Look.

(They thought the night was over.

It's the day after the ritual.

The spirits are still hungry.

North, East, South,West, we keep the sector locked.

No candy here.)

Listen.

Verse 1

Step in the fog with a dark silhouette,

Man's taking over, a permanent threat.

Dracula vibes how I come with the cape,

Lock down the block, there is no escape.

They talk about monsters under the bed,

But look at the shadow that's moving instead.

The cauldron is bubbling, brewing the heat,

Leave 'em in shock when we step on the street.

Ghoul in the dark, I don't need a disguise,

Look at the coldness inside of my eyes.

October's ending, the pressure is high,

Leave 'em in terror, no goodbye.

Hook

Bow! Shadows are moving, the cemetery's live,

Only the realest are going to survive.

Phantoms and reapers, they run through the town,

Heavy basline gonna pull 'em all down.

Yeah, ice in the chest, no room for a soul,

Taking the crown, yeah we taking control.

Stand in the mist in the dead of the night,

Give 'em a shock, give 'em a fright.

Verse 2

Witches are casting a spell on the track,

Once you step in, there is no turning back.

A mummy wrapped up, how I pack up the bars,

Under the cold and the soulless stars.

They thought it was fiction, a thrill or a game,

Until the fog machine spoke out their name.

Hollowed-out pumpkins with fire inside,

That's how we look when we step on the glide.

No silver bullet can stop the routine,

Ripping the beat like a slicing machine.

Keep your eyes open, don't slip on the floor,

The reapers are waiting right outside the door.

Bridge

The fog gets thick, you can't see your own hand.

Welcome to the shadows of no man's land.

You hear a whisper, you feel a cold chill.

Everything's quiet, everything's still.

Don't turn around, don't make a sound...

Because the monsters have found...

Hook

Bow! Shadows are moving, the cemetery's live,

Only the realest are going to survive.

Phantoms and reapers, they run through the town,

Heavy basline gonna pull 'em all down.

Yeah, ice in the chest, no room for a soul,

Taking the crown, yeah we taking control.

Stand in the mist in the dead of the night,

Give 'em a shock, give 'em a fright.

Verse 3

Back from the crypt and I'm pushing the pace,

Werewolves are howling, we're leading the chase!

No tricks or treats, we just look for the win,

Open the gates and let the horror begin.

Spitting these lyrics, a curse on the microphone,

Sitting on top of a skull-covered throne.

Three verses deep and the crowd is insane,

Channelling power right into the brain.

Haunted estate when we lock down the stage,

MK's tactical beast in a rage!

Hook

Bow! Shadows are moving, the cemetery's live,

Only the realest are going to survive.

Phantoms and reapers, they run through the town,

Heavy bassline gonna pull 'em all down.

Yeah, ice in the chest, no room for a soul,

Taking the crown, yeah we taking control.

Stand in the mist in the dead of the night,

Give 'em a shock, give 'em a fright.

Outro

Yeah.

The ritual is complete.

The shadows are closing in.

Don't look back.

Never look back.