The witching hour was especially cold last night
Darkness hovers over as I lay wide awake
My chest gets tighter, my jaw locks
The witching hour was especially cold last night
Darkness hovers over as I lay wide awake
My chest tightens, my jaw locks
Is this why my mother prays for me?
There was a presence, there was a presence
There was a presence, there was a presence
As her hands raise, my mind can make this real
As her hands raise, my mind can make this real
I scream internally, I scream internally, I scream internally
Her eyes swell to release
Tears cried for the soul of her only son
I feel each one as I lay frightened
The shadows are alive, I think I can see them move
The shadows are alive, I think I can see them move
The shadows are alive, I think I can see them move
I scream internally, I scream internally
I scream internally, I scream internally
The shadows are alive, I think I can see them move
The shadows are alive, are alive, I think I can see them move
I scream internally, I scream internally, I scream internally
I scream internally, I scream internally, I scream internally
The shadows, the shadows are alive
I think, I think I can see them move
The shadows, the shadows are alive
I think, I think I can see them move