The Night Has Found Its War

[Instrumental] [Whispered Vocal] One coat in the rain, One name they fear. You took the harbor road— I’m waiting here. [Instrumental] [Whispered Refrain] Master, don’t turn away. They’ve sealed the alley doors. Master, hold your ground— The night has found its war. [Instrumental] [Whispered Vocal] Red paper on the gate, Bootsteps on the stair. You leave no mark behind, But they know you were there. [Instrumental] [Whispered Refrain] Master, don’t turn away. They’ve sealed the alley doors. Master, hold your ground— The night has found its war. [Instrumental]