I bid my last wits a sad goodbye sundown's closing in there are secrets the dreamland keep more than meets the eye. Eyes deceiving, false conceiving thoughts misleading fear's exceeding. It's the things you see and the things you don't it's the things you hear and the things you won't. Dancing shadows upon my wall nightmares are closing in they have won if I fall asleep then I'm surely lost. The walls are bleeding painful breathing the night's impending, a fright unending.