• I creep around in the darkness's hands
    A chill rolls down my spine
    A tear falls silently
    As they follow me at my heels

    Leave me they never will
    Their problems and requests a burden
    Whether a lady in a bloody dress
    Eyes pulled out by a searing hand
    Or a man with a gun to his head

    No one will ever believe my truth
    All they see is lies
    Brush it off as paranoia
    Or simple insanity

    Trust my true word
    There are things you never see
    Things you never hear
    Things you never know

    As they stand behind me
    Breathing down my neck
    Hands go out to reach me
    I'm already a nervous wreck

    The sun rises
    And soon the shadows fade
    And then I realize
    It was just another night

    The fear will never cease
    The terror festering inside my body
    It will always remain
    No matter whether you believe me

    Brush me off as insane
    Claim I am just mental
    But when you become one of them
    I don't want your cries of pain

    For I will simply reply
    "I am just insane,
    You are not real,
    so why should I care
    about how you feel?"

    Then I will walk away
    Their immortal problems will follow
    And I will deal with them
    Alone