MIDNIGHT MIST - words by Leif With this song I hoped to capture the best elements of the classic horror movies - the ones where the danger is unseen and the suspense builds, and the mind begins to paint terrible pictures for itself. I generally like "psychological" horror better than violence and gore.
Lying on my bed thinking that I hear Voices in my room, but I know there's no one there Lying on my bed thinking that I see Something moving in the corner, but it's darkness everywhere Lying on my bed thinking that I feel Something pulling on my blanket - who's doing this to me? The swelling moon sends a breeze into my window In the icy midnight air things are moving by themselves Where are these whispers coming from? Where are those footsteps coming from? What is this against my skin? I don't want to look Holding my breath, feeling eyes upon me In this room something is very close Under my floor inside the walls Opening my door something crawls