Cryptids

We’re the times of loud and late A hit of smoke to go Hear them fall through the hard debris I know when to fall Here in time we’ll have a parade Gather outside and all Wind and rain and hail pain I feel the Cryptid call I’m running out of time from the monster deep within I’m running for the bar, I’m a Cryptid here to sin Weirdo some’ll say and the freaks are out again Released from their cell and etched into the skin We’re far from alone when nobodies on their own Living in time of fear when the roads always so near We’ve been fabled ones and always on the run Hunting for the gear to take us way from here But it ran late and it took long while And there’s no way to get near Bury the light and turn it up The Cryptid is here I’m running out of time from the monster deep within I’m running for the bar, I’m a Cryptid here to sin Weirdo some’ll say and the freaks are out again Released from their cell and etched into the skin

Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026