The western sky is already darkened, the air is gloomy, the wind is black The ice-cold hand of darkness is gripping your neck
Feel the coldness filling your body, above your head the moon shine's bright It's painting the scenery in an unreal light
As the clock strikes twelve you find yourself in an empty room, starring upon the graveyard, your fear keeps growing as you get to see
All your nightmares lie in the dark, I feel sorry for thee
They were prisoned to long, my son, now they won't let you be
Try to hold them down on the ground, try not to listen to them
Your inner voice is talking to you, trying to drive you insane
It's not the fear of what is beyond, what might come in your way
Kill the fear of everyone, who tries to kill your day, come on, no one's in your way
This night isn't what it used to be before the storm came up in the sky, before the rain washed away your cries Soon the next sunset will cover you and all your hope may be gone right there But you must hold on, listen, take care