Crawler in the Dark
陈自界
锐先生团队制作
A whisper from the corner What is this even made of
A stain upon the floorboards a shadow cold and jaded
Scales drag on concrete a dry and steady scraping
A logic without sunlight a mind forever waiting
One sees the wiring the dust upon the gears
The air tastes of rust the shape of hidden fears
But in that grand dismissal one truth is always missed
Called a crawler a thing that hides from light
A reptile in the basement a creature of the night
But even worms turn over and serpents learn to strike
What slithers in the silence can own the coming night
So name this with malice go on and draw the line
This thing you tried to break has teeth and a design
That world of polished surfaces so brittle and so plain
Trembles at a hissing from down in the drain
Movement through given cracks a blueprint of the weak
Learning the strength of pressure where the foundation’s bleak
The predator’s the one who doesn’t know he’s being tracked
The careful patient rhyth the light that fades to black
Shattered mirrors still reflect a form
A chilling quiet pattern weathering the storm
Called a crawler a thing that hides from light
A reptile in the basement a creature of the night
But even worms turn over and serpents learn to strike
What slithers in the silence can own the coming night
So name this with malice go on and draw the line
This thing you tried to break has teeth and a design
What is this
The question in the echo as the power dies
This is the dark you made
Now meet these maker’s eyes