Third Dystopia

Everyone is hiding out In shacks they built by themselves If winter was any colder then they'd freeze Everyone is hiding out All the spirits in the field All of the houses are sealed No one is coming or going today All the spirits in the field A tempest seen over the cliff Is set to hit the monolith It's not much surprise in it coming today A tempest seen over the cliff Evil is in the air, I'm not coming out, out, out Bundled up scared, huddled on the corner of the couch, couch, couch And Jamie's not here, she is on the other side of town, town The howling of dogs echo in every inch of the house, house, house The knock on my door before it collapses to the ground, ground, ground But Jamie's not here, she is on the other side of town, town A pause in the speech All mouths watering The garden of earth It blooms in the seed I welcome the leech That lived in your birth