You're dreams they seem to leave you so alone
But he doesn't know
Your eyes are growing dark
The windows to your soul are showing off
But some weapons would be nice
The dreams you need to wake up
But he knows
I hear Egypt is nice this time of year
Rot in hell
Rot in hell
He knows that you might fight back
Careful, the monster is down that hallway
Just to run out of luck
In dreams it seems you can't fight
You've got an exorcism show
Careful, the monster is 'round that corner
The screaming from the cellar never helps
He knows that you can't harm him ever
It's hard for me to say, "That's how I like it, baby"
In dreams it seems you're lacking of the
The shadows from outside are creeping in here
Drooling over your tasty arm
And he's waiting for blood tonight
