Текст песни Paul Shapera - The Time At Last

Samuel:
I almost see, i’ve peeled beneath
the droning tones, know what they mean
Oh Jordan, if you just were here with me

Its cries i’ve saved upon this tape
and backwards half speed i will play it,
somewhere here some meaning it must lay

(Plays tape of Slenderman’s voice. Hears it singing his mother’s lullabye)

AH!

Zoe:
When the sense you make is crumbling
And goddamn freaking teddy bears you see
And they warn you that this place
And all inside are going insane
The time at last has come to leave

Jordan:
As i caress and ride your flesh
And search beneath the reek and press
Upon your dark and festered chest…

Samuel:
Jordan, it is i, i fear i’m losing here my mind
Dear god, what are you doing?
What are you doing with that thing?

Jordan:
I must possess him, i must crawl under his skin
Access, ingress him

Samuel:
Let me too come in
I will enter and ascend you, Flesh to flesh and skin to skin
Open up, embrace me

Jordan:
Come to us, come on in

Jordan:
As i caress and ride your flesh Oh
Upon your festered chest And search beneath the reeking mess Oh
Where loves lays bound surpressed As i caress Oh
Your flesh and search beneath Oh
Where is my love Oh
You hide so deep Oh Where is Oh
My love Oh
You hide Oh
So deep Oh
So lost Oooooooh

Samuel:
The song i heard my mother sing My sister too while Oh
I sang to her while she lay dying and you are them right Oh
Jordan, sister, oh
Let me hear my sister speak Oh
On my flesh you comfort Oh
Come and comfort me Oh
Jordan Oh
Mother Oh
Sister Oh
Jordan oooooooooh

Zoe:
Omg, what are you doing? Jesus that’s disgusting. Oh no, no

Timothy:
Zoe, what are we going to do?

Zoe:
We’re bloody leaving here right now

Timothy:
Not to get too hung up on details, but how?

Zoe:
The same way we came in Timothy: You don’t mean the murder monster?

Zoe:
Of course, but this time we ride the bastard like a horse. Brace yourself, we’re getting on, we’re heading out into the fog

Away, away from out the madness
Away, to find the girl from out the blackness

RGC:
When the last call rings in silence
the patrons passed out in the streer
The god of wine arrives and crucifies all those inside
the time at last has come to leave

When your lover’s burnt the bedroom
When the children show their teeth
and paint upon each door a mark in blood you know not what for
the time has come to leave

When the black boots close the borders
The shop girls eye you hungrily
and the huntsmen come and only you without a gun
the time has come to leave

(Zoe/Timothy ride the Slenderman through the Abbey, smash through a window and fly into the Fog Beyond.)