Shift'n up the shutters Ravens in the sky Breath is getting colder Something is not right Shifting off the inside Feelings, twisted change Nowhere left to go hide Nothing is the same Can you feel it? The tension creeping Can you feel it? From the pricking of my thumb Something wicked this way comes This is a bad omen La-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Ooh, ooh A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la This is your last warning This is a bad omen Static in the silence Hairs upon my neck Voices outside calling Are they living? Are they dead? Can you feel it? The tension creeping From the pricking of my thumb Something wicked this way comes This is a bad omen La-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Ooh, ooh A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la A-la-la-la-la-la-la-la This is your last warning This is a bad omen