Chemical Romance

Chemical Romance - Enthrallment

Staring through your scared eyes

The blood rushes to your face

After that you turn pale

As pale as death

See the dying freaks

Coming from the dusk

Many freaks are crawling slowly

They are everywhere

The nearest to me

Is speaking

Unintelligible

I smell it's rotten nature

All the rest are attacking me with their infected prongs

I put on my gloves

But I pricked my finger tips

I felt the viscous blood

Of someone else

See the dying freaks

Coming from the dusk

Many freaks are crawling slowly

They are everywhere