Something so cold
it moves closer in my dreams
What if they find me? ...don't let them find me
it chokes me when it all turns cold inside
is it you? ...please, talk to me
Premonitions cut like broken gla**
"who's behind the door?", if there's nothing there
Night is breathing and steals my sleep
quietly tells about a haven six feet deep...
A one step away, a one step behind
what if they find me? ...I know they'll find me
I can tell it now; something's not right
when it feels I am not alone... is it you?
Speak to me!!
Premonitions cut like broken gla**
"who's behind the door?", if there's nothing there
Night is breathing and steals my sleep
quietly tells about a haven six feet deep...
Elusive hopes leave the earth and you
seems like dreams were always so futile...