haunted by nightmares I wake in the night
helpless I’m watching they relentless fight
the screams of the poor ones sound in my ears
the air is fullfilled with the smell of their fear

I see the darkness falling
through different eyes
I feel the coldness coming
someone dies

I see them creeping down the allees
driven by the power of malice
thoughtless servants of the cold one
innocent victims of the fallen

the darkness I’m fearing is all around me
madness is tortureing to set itself free
powerless I’m part of there demonic meal
I cannot accept it but I know that it’s real

powerless I’m part of their demonic meal
I cannot accept it but I know that it’s real
the screams of the poor ones sound in my ears
the air is fullfilled with the smell of their fear

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By Mementrax