Nocturnus (Newsted)

I want to stay below the streets I want to play behind the scenes I shy away from surface freaks I stay below Thirty stories below daylight in the channels it is always night Between the flush of the rush hours when the surface dwellers are away from their showers In the tunnels that slake the cities thirst so full of shit sometime they are going to break or burst The stench of it would send you reeling cold concrete ceiling a safe warm feeling Nocturnus Six thousand volt third rail leads me to home My piece of the world where no other man goes I don't need a torch anymore to see A Satan on his porch This ain't for the weak On the street I see you all stressed and screaming While in my place I lay dreaming Fight for the space on the terra dwell I'm keeping to my heaven under your hell Without the underworld there would be no above Without the other-world there would be no above Without the underworld there would be no above I want to stay below the streets I want to play behind the scenes I shy away from surface freaks I stay below Without the underworld there would be no above Your precious topsoil would be one big flood the creepy crawler Nocturnus They try to drive us out and burn us they are the invaders Not we of the underbelly life above left me no room I laugh and slither down forty flights to my womb Without the underworld there would be no above Without the other-world there would be no above Without the underworld there would be no above I want to stay below the streets I want to play beneath your feet I shy away from the surface freaks I stay below I play below I want to stay below the streets I want to play beneath your feet I shy away from the surface freaks I stay below I pray below I stay below just lay me low I stay below