I float upon the plane and feel the eyes on me   They burn my back and stray my way   Bateye sees   The blood red eyes of smoke control chaotically   They hang from caves that I can't see      Bateye sees   The blood in me   Time to feed   Time to feed   Time to feed      Paranoia emanates from those that are not there   I will them, meet their deathly stare   Bateye sees   I pass them, look ahead to where I've got to go   None of them can find me there      Bateye sees   The blood in me   Time to feed   Time to feed   Time to feed