Doctor Butcher - Freaks lyrics

A frigid chill licks the night air As the neon lights cut the sky In the darkest alleys the silhouettes appear Beckoning the night The Darkness calls them out Stalking the street on a psychotic roundabout No religions here, no cross to bear, no shelter from the beast They lived the hard life Scratched to survive They come out at night On your fears they feast Better run and hide Beware of the FREAKS! Like fallen angels about to die Demented delinquents on a one way ride A figurehead, degenerate From the bowels of the east They took the hard life He k**s to sirvive They come out at night On your fears they feast Better run and hide Beware of the FREAKS! Beware of the Freaks ... they're coming to get ya!