Cryptids

We’re the times of loud and late

A hit of smoke to go

Hear them fall through the hard debris

I know when to fall

Here in time we’ll have a parade

Gather outside and all

Wind and rain and hail pain

I feel the Cryptid call

I’m running out of time from the monster deep within

I’m running for the bar, I’m a Cryptid here to sin

Weirdo some’ll say and the freaks are out again

Released from their cell and etched into the skin

We’re far from alone when nobodies on their own

Living in time of fear when the roads always so near

We’ve been fabled ones and always on the run

Hunting for the gear to take us way from here

But it ran late and it took long while

And there’s no way to get near

Bury the light and turn it up

The Cryptid is here

I’m running out of time from the monster deep within

I’m running for the bar, I’m a Cryptid here to sin

Weirdo some’ll say and the freaks are out again

Released from their cell and etched into the skin