text: Genie let out of the bottle
  It is now the witching hour
  Genie let out of the bottle
  It is now the witching hour
  Murderers, youre murderers
  We are not the same as you
  Genie let out of the bottle
  Funny how, funny how
  When the walls bend, when the walls bend
  With your breathing, with your breathing
  When the walls bend, when the walls bend
  With your breathing, with your breathing
  With your breathing
  They will suck you down to the other side
  They will suck you down to the other side
  They will suck you down to the other side
  They will suck you down to the other side
  To the shadows blue and red, shadows blue and red
  Your alarm bells, your alarm bells
  Shadows blue and red, shadows blue and red
  Your alarm bells, your alarm
  They should be ringing, they should be ringing
  They should be ringing, they should be ringing
  They should be ringing, they should be ringing
  They should be ringing, they should be ringing
  They should be ringing, they should be ringing
  They should be ringing, they should be ringing
  This is the gloaming
  And the walls bend, and the walls bend
  With your breathing, with your breathing
  And the walls bend, and the walls bend
  What is he doin what is he doin
  This is the gloaming