Žodžiai dainai: Horse. The House Of Boo.

Lights out--shadows bloom
crawling hands slide to me--across a midnight room
i fear my blankets may not be the best
defenses that i could muster
still the cold beyond is like lizard claws
crawling from the hereafter
silent things scream and silent things BANG
still the room is still but im filled with a cold
IM TERRIFIED!!!
IM TERRIFIED!!!
IM TERRIFIED!!!
IM TERRIFIED!!!

pause cold im alone
i pick up the phone
but i fear
that its been disconnected
i dont even check
because i hear a breath
....and i know
this is the end of me.
...........im going to hell.

a silent scream it whispers free from me
my mouth is dry my eyes are wide
im statuesque-i'm petrified
the room is BLACK !!!
my mind is RED!

im alone in my room
.....but theres someone in my head!
HUNGRY HANDS HAUNT ME IN THE NARROW OF THE NIGHT
AND I'M SHAKING, BEGGING, for a precious night-light because..
IM TERRIFIED
IM TERRIFIED
IM TERRIFIED
IM TERRIFIED!!!!!!!!!

What should I do when the nightmares come true
the lampshades have faces and the closets are cruel
gasp and TREMBLE ---- weep and DROOL

dawns glorious light-- a stale recourse
im the empty cup ---Im still seeing stars
well thats all right-
its like im already there
seven dawns UP seven moons DOWN
ill get to sleep some night soon
thats all right -
its like im already there