Open Your Houses (Basilisk)

I was still life

I was pinned inside of a photograph

When I realized

You had slipped outside of the scenery

With only what you need to survive

So why did you come to me?

If you are looking for the enemy,

Open up, open up, open up,

Open your houses

I was waiting

I was reconstructing the memory

Unbelieving

In the changes looming inside of me

The pulse of an irregular life

But why did you turn away

Before the horn sounds

Over the dark terrain

And the weapons of the enemy?

Open up

Open up

Open up

Open your houses

And let in the night

Come into the night