The Shrike Lyrics

When the time tombs first appeared
On Hyperion
The entropic field spread slowly
An inversion of time
And with them there too
Appeared the shrike
A monstrous form
Lord of pain God of suffering
Impaler of thorns

Look out for the shrike
He's stalking you every night
He's waiting to strike
And crucify you on his tree of spikes

Glowing red orbs where eyes should be
An inhuman gaze
If captured you soon will be
Tortured always
Mysterious and moving with speed
A killing machine
Lord of pain God of suffering
Unrelenting

And now he's coming after me

And now I'm on the tree of pain
Echoing screams
In agony for eternity
Forever dying
His victims cry out in the night
Broken and torn
Lord of pain God of suffering
Impaler of thorns

Look out for the shrike
He's stalking you every night
He's waiting to strike
And crucify you on his tree of spikes