[Intro – distorted synth pulses, ghostly sustained pads] (slow pulse like a distant heartbeat) Cold wind… empty street… A porch light flickers in the dark… (metallic scrape) Someone’s watching… Someone always watching… [Verse 1 – metallic percussion begins: clanking, hollow echoes] Autumn leaves across the road Silent steps that no one knows A pale mask in the fading light Standing still in the night No breath heard, no words said Only footsteps filled with dread Through the windows, through the glass Watching shadows slowly pass (metal blade scrape echo) [Pre-Chorus – industrial rhythm rising] Feel the air grow cold and thin Like the dark is closing in Every heartbeat starts to race When you see that hollow face [Chorus – heavy industrial beat with distorted synth stabs] He’s walking through the silent night A ghost beneath the porchlight No mercy in those empty eyes Just a shape that never dies Through the darkness he appears Feeding on your rising fear When the night grows still and wide— That’s when Michael walks inside [Verse 2 – warped noise effects, scraping percussion intensifies] Streetlights flicker overhead Every shadow filled with dread Footsteps slow behind the door Like you’ve heard them once before Through the halls the silence grows Every corner no one knows And the mask is cold and pale Like a nightmare off the trail (echoed metallic thud) [Pre-Chorus – distortion swelling] Hear the breathing in the walls Feel the darkness as it crawls Every whisper in the air Says the shape is always there [Chorus – heavier industrial drop] He’s walking through the silent night A ghost beneath the porchlight No mercy in those empty eyes Just a shape that never dies Through the darkness he appears Feeding on your rising fear When the night grows still and wide— That’s when Michael walks inside [Bridge – ambient horror section, ghostly pads] (whispered layered voices) You can run… You can hide… But the shape… Is always behind… (metal scraping slowly rising) No heartbeat… no soul… Just a mask in the cold… [Final Chorus – chaotic industrial climax] He’s walking through the endless night Underneath the dying light Every street and every door Knows the shape is back once more When the town begins to sleep Hear the silence running deep And the darkness softly cries— The shape… will never die… [Outro – fading synth drones, distant metallic echoes] (slow heartbeat pulse) Step… Step… Step… (whisper) He’s still out there…
