Waterloo Midnight
They hide in plain sight,
in schools and institutions,
In televisions and phones, inside dreams.
Waterloo Midnight
A soul lost underground unearths
buried history, forgotten crimes,
And secrets demanding to be known
Unleashing power some call magic.
Waterloo Midnight
A feast of human life interrupted
By punishment begging to be delivered
After its messenger is finally found.
Waterloo Midnight
They meet at midnight
To secure their unholy power
Until prey becomes predator
And life as it was will never be again.
Waterloo Midnight
And life as it was will never be again.
““““–"Cheers. But only when we say so."