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Lyrics:

[Intro]
[Slow, rhythmic ticking]
[Low, pulsing synth bass]

[Verse 1]
It looked like night had fallen, fast.
The shadows stretched, a velvet cast.
Until I realized... the light wasn't gone.
The sun was high, but the day was drawn.

[Verse 2]
I searched for the shed, through the glass so clear,
But only deep emerald shadows were near.
No wood, no paint, just a wall of jade.
A botanic monstrosity, cold in the shade.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s GROWING.
At an impossible, sickening rate.
[Building tension]
It’s SEALING.
The hinges of my garden gate.

[Chorus]
There's a Triffid in my back yard.
(Triffid in my yard)
Stalking the lawn, beating down hard.
No poison works, no weedkiller bites,
Just a menacing mass, choking out the lights.
(Oh, it’s coming in!)

[Verse 3]
The glass is groaning, a sharp, sudden crack.
Spiderweb fractures, there's no turning back.
A vine like a whip, thick, vein-ridden green—
The vilest horror that I've ever seen.

[Bridge]
[Tempo increases]
It’s tapping on the pane. (Tap-tap-tap)
It’s drinking up the rain. (Sigh)
I hear the wood splintering, snapping in two,
There's nothing left for a mortal to do!

[Solo]
[Distorted, aggressive synth-guitar hybrid]

[Chorus]
There's a Triffid in my back yard.
(Triffid in my yard)
Stalking the lawn, beating down hard.
No poison works, no weedkiller bites,
Just a menacing mass, choking out the lights.

[Outro]
The window has shattered...
(shatter sound)
It's sliiiiiiithering inside.
(whisper: nowhere to hide)
It's here.
It's HEEEERE.
[Fade out with rhythmic, organic pulsing]

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Triffid in My Back Yard

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