|
There's a disease a wrenching bane |
|
Adverse twisted minds |
|
Grip of fear within the flesh |
|
Is eating you alive |
|
Ruins the lives of innocent |
|
A fitful waking sleep |
|
Sadly the world it shakes it's head |
|
And begins to weep |
|
And now to sleep perchance to dream |
|
But you cannot hear your cries |
|
Memories run like rivers flow |
|
Blackened waters of the mind |
|
Phobias, fear of crypts and caves |
|
Oblivion denied |
|
All you see such a lie to behold |
|
Born through a cradle of time |
|
Stomach wrenching, sweat runs cold |
|
Pointless nightmares of bizarre and sublime |
|
Summon them now, arise your fears |
|
Release the pain or drown |
|
Acidic noise like knell of doom |
|
Darkened passages revealing gloom |
|
Nightfear |
|
Creeping on the skulls of man |
|
Softly at the dawn |
|
Sharpened edge of nightfears blade |
|
Pray you now for rising morn |
|
Divine faith a childish prayer |
|
Drilled into you from birth |
|
Yet nightfear continues on |
|
Returning with a curse |
|
Now the fortitudes in light |
|
But darkened eve draws near |
|
Dawning on a ghoulish thought |
|
The night belongs to fear |
