It came up from the wetlands, under Waverly Hill

It came, quiet and crazy, then it stood perfectly still

It stunk of the tunnel, it stunk of dying too young

It had ash on its eyelids and it had snow in its lungs

and the evening came running, like a slave at its beck and call

Its girls hide in letters, and they play in its halls

Its boys sleep in garbage, and they come when they’re called

It, cringing, comes at you its teeth chattering in time

It cracks at its sternum, and it’s light of its mind

It whispers and worries, as the vandals on watch unwind

It fell at Wood-haven, and lay splintered and cold

on a heavy foundation, sinking into the soil

It stinks of the tunnel, and its casts are undone

It’s got ash on its eyelids, it’s got blood on its tongue

So in a bed of old rafters it takes the wind to its lungs and howls…

Lyrics submitted by jmburge

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