Word Is Out کے بول

Only for a second do they freeze It's too easy to do it up here Just a gentle push And you'd be over the edge So they let you slip in and out of sight There is no moon There is no breeze And this won't turn out The way you please This place has been crossed many times Never was there cause for worry But there's creatures living here now Who pray on anything that moves There is no moon There is no breeze And this won't turn out The way you please Stop and strain your ears It's scarcely more than a whisper Still the word is out You shoot to attention Recognition is immediate Answering is an instinctive reaction There is no moon There is no breeze And this won't turn out The way you please 'Cause no matter what was said You know you're dead