At Night from Erratomania by Bardic Mechanism
A darkwave lullaby and cautionary song for those of us who do difficult work at night. This song contains a reasonably subdued pager noise. If you reflexively check your person or surroundings as soon as you hear it, this song was created with you in mind.
And, oh - now you have been warned.
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Tracklist
| 7. | At Night | 4:37 |
Lyrics
The darkness falls to keep discrete
Your disconcerting tasks.
It's for the best nobody cares -
That way nobody asks.
The night will tear you from inside
And eat you bit by bit.
Don't sit if you can rest your head -
Don't stand if you can sit.
You won't know when the time will come
Or what your time will bring.
Until the call comes, you won't know
The person, place or thing.
Head to the pillow, face the wall
So as to get some sleep.
A wrenching trill will pierce your sheet
To drag you from the deep.
Shake off your dreams, prepare your kit
And head out through the door.
Tonight we leave to do some things
The day will judge us for.
It matters neither if you can,
Nor if you think you can't.
You're dancing to the drumbeat of
The ticking second hand.
The minute hand rolls slowly as
To measure out your dread.
The hour hand to crush your will
'Till there is nothing left.
Ignore your body, gag your soul
And kill the reck'ning dead.
At night we do things better left
Forgotten and unsaid.
And when the night is done with you
And you are done with it,
You will be held to answer for
All of the things you did.
But until then, best try to sleep,
Don't worry 'bout a thing -
You won't know when the time will come
Or what your time will bring.
