[Chorus: Chamber]
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\n
\n[Verse 1: Raven Hunter]
\nShadows come alive, don't you see us movin'
\nDancе with the dead, you can feel us groovin'
\nDance undеr moonlight, feel it, don't you dare fight
\nAscend from the sky as the clock strikes midnight
\nAnd we're back now, SixtySix reacts now
\nAs we go live, terrorize your whole town
\nCome now, be down to get beat down
\nSodomized with knives and leave you gaped out
\nRaping children and woman, we pillage village and feelin'
\nWe spillin' blood and we chillin', we never settle down
\nBitch, [?] is the killer, [?] need to stay splittin'
\nWe comin' back and that's a fact, gettin' down how? (Ugh)
\nHow can you bitches even test us?
\nPray that God's alive, you'll never best us
\nAnd we're back again, so just trust us
\nShadows come alive, come for true justice, just us
\n
\n[Chorus: Chamber]
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\n
\n[Verse 2: Bracko]
\nShadows come alive, the ones you can't see
\nThey move so swiftly with deadly accuracy
\nThey stalk their prey, watchin' every move they make
\nThey think they're safe but they're makin' a mistake
\nYeah, I'm a shadow in the dark, ugh, lurk in the night
\nI stalk my prey with all my might
\nI hide in the corners, in the shadows of the streets
\nPeople walking by, they gonna die to the beat
\nMy prey is runnin' now, they're tryin' to escape
\nBut they can't outrun me, I'm a shadow with no shape
\nI catch up to them with a grin on my face
\nThey look into my eyes, they know they lost the race
\nYeah, the shadows come alive and they'll always be here
\nYeah, stalkin' their prey with no hints of fear
\nSo watch out and stay alert (Yeah)
\nShadows come alive and they'll always lurk now
\n
\n[Chorus: Chamber]
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\n
\n[Verse 3: Ruthless Rob]
\nRedrum, murder one, I'ma bring that bitch
\nFace blown off, fuck the closed casket
\nFuneral flowers in a basket
\n5th Power devourin' shit
\nThat's it (yah), I ain't playin' no games
\nNo more with your bitch ass bringin' them flames
\nSpittin' wicked shit from the depths of Hell
\nBring a dead body to Show and Tell
\nDon't mind the smell, I got it under control
\nWhen I shove my candlelights all up your asshole
\nStab hoes (yah) with a meatcleaver
\nBeat a bitch in the head with my weiner
\nLeft her ass a mess and man you should've seen her
\nWith a chainsaw I left in between her
\nEvil comes in all shapes and sizes
\nPop out the bushes like "surprise, bitch!"
\n
\n[Chorus: Chamber]
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket
\n
\n[Outro: Chamber]
\nShadows come alive in the night, knife gripped
\nDespair that you feel from the pain we gift
\nFull flesh on the mic as it rain when we spit
\nPeel the flesh from the bones, leave a close casket\n\n
