Wrapped up tight in blackest black, No sense of place or time. Feeling my way around a world where the sun has ceased to shine. Something's moving in the dark, I stop and hold my breath. Frozen as the terror strikes. I prepare myself for death. Blind terror.
Icy fingers round throat I struggle to break free To no avail I kick and claw. If only I could see Satan's got a hold on me And now he won't let go. Will I see this nightmare through? Perhaps I'll never know. Blind terror
I listen to the sounds from all around me. I try my best to find out where I am. And then I feel an icy wind cut through me. It chills my bones and bites my trembling hands Then suddenly the wind's replaced by fire. I hear a distant voice screaming my name. There's no escape, the fire's all around me. The heat is so intense I scream in pain. Oh it burns.
Black sky, Midday, Death stalks, I am prey. No light, Can't see, Can you help me? Blind terror.
Wrapped up tight in blackest black. No sense of touch or sound. My mind is searching for a hold as it spins round and round. Suddenly my sight returns. Lm safe in bed it seems. I realise that my ordeal was nothing but it dream. Blind terror. Was all a crazy dream. No longer alone in the darkness. Now that I can see