Rising from the depths When all the lights are off It never sleeps, still and waiting Its breath under my bed Strikes the ground With a sleepless terror Evaporates the smoke Disturbing the peaceful silence The exhaling fear of nocturnal Threat followed by heartbeats Sweat crawling on the ground with it Eyes can see, never sleep Through this noise Eyes can see, Keep them open to hear the sounds Let's listen to this discrete noise It's the shiver traveling your skin The hunter aiming at its prey
Calling in a murmur for the help I'll never receive Nocturnal terror born from the thing under my bed Crouching in a pale shadow, Waiting for the bait to show up Clenched fists, half awake, half asleep Nothing seems real in this twisted Dimension of conscience Materialization of all nightmares, Drawing slowly the paint While I desperately wait For the morning to come Seconds are hours and I'll try to Move in the complete dark space Until it finally grabs my feet