The Flower Kings - Monster Within lyrics

So you say that you cannot sleep, you're not into counting sheep All the monsters are for real, something out there, the way you feel Grown up man, you're still losing sleep, aliens hiding in the deep Nights of terror and gates of hell, can't get rid of that brimstone smell Something moving, you fire away and suddenly you're in the play Started something you can't control, survival means you'll sell your soul The boogie man has come to town and close your door for the k**ing clown The coffin master's house of rats, the pale white duke, the lord of bats It's so easy to slip away into the shades at the end of the day Into the world of make believe but things are not the way they seem to be There's something out there, they scare me too They won't bring out the best of you Someday they'll put a gun in your hand, a real gun, do you understand? You've got the right to protect yourself You've got the nerve to ask for help You've got the piece at a handy place And babe you got the maze, you got the maze There is something out there, there's always been I've seen the k**er, he lives within I've heard the aliens screaming loud – Ho-ho-ho-ha It's so easy to slip away into the shades at the end of the day Into the world of make believe but things are not the way they seem to be There's something out there, they scare me too They won't bring out the best of you Someday they'll put a gun in your hand A real gun, do you understand, do you understand? There's a corner in this dark room of your mind Where spiders spin their web This black moon sadly shines, what a shame What would you do if you did not belong To the beautiful dream, being ugly and mean Sinister thoughts just filled up your mind To get your revenge, for the pain that is yours See, see the black knife dancing upon his back There is just no limit to the pain that he can take Come see the hurricane inside his brain There's no limit when the madness risin' wide awake What becomes of our children, what is left of innocence Who will feed them, who will teach them When the sane is out for lunch What becomes of our leaders, what is left, less of trust Ride this b**h that is power, incognito...into the dusk Mother Mary, she's left the building crying Silent tears rolling down her cheek Following the final breakdown, built this monster from within! Speaking to the mob, talking to yourself Because you are not the same as anybody else You are something bigger, you have bigger plans You're the Pied Piper of intolerance!! Something moving, you fire away And suddenly you're in the play Started something you can't control Survival means you'll sell your soul The boogie man has come to town And close your door for the k**ing clown The coffin master's house of rats The pale white duke, the lord of bats