The nightmare

Slumber, never comes around 'til dawn, My head starts reeling, I dream that I'm kneeling, It seems that I'm kneeling on the ceiling of my room! Nightmare, sure has got me in the air, It's no use...

You're running Something's behind you Something ugly and bad Like a beast you just can't see Tortured faces grinning Empty eyes starting at your soul The beast is getting closer And closer'and closer...