The Watching Lyrics - Jag Panzer

[lyrics by Harry Conklin] 

Your time has come the full moon's in the air 

Hear the cry of the jackal in the hills 

Scent of smoke fills your nostrils 

as the wind blows back your hair 

Paint the canvas black if you will 

Watch out there's a man who wants your soul 

It won't be long till he finds you 

Don't look back at the shadow on the wall 

With hands outstretched to grab you 

So don't let the reaper catch you sitting still. NO! 

Feel the touch on your shoulder as you turn your head around 

Take heed, my friend, of the reaper's blade 

Oh, come, you happy hearted, let your empty minds be filled 

Don't let your hallowed soul be betrayed 

Fix your eyes on the crowd, don't let your stare astray 

See them practice magic in the air 

As they cry their incantations, oh, their damned insinuations 

Mix the sea with the blood moon, but beware 

Blood moon sitting high up in the sky 

Oh, you're the spotlight that can kill 

Blood moon bleeding on the world tonight 

It will take your heart and change your will 

"So don't let the reaper catch you sitting still!"