Lyrics It's Back - Moddi

It won't come marching in or kick in your door.
There'll be no writing in red letters.
It will not call itself by names you've heard before.
It won't crawl up from ill-lit cellars.
This ghost is pin-striped, not some fool inside a sheet.
There'll be no great parades, no gallows in the streets.
It'll have a handsome smile and greet you as a friend,
Just when you thought you were forsaken.
It will give you a house, a job, and make you feel great again,
And see your bloodlines reawaken.
As all the lone wolves come together as a pack,
Then you may realise, but there'll be no turning back!