Fear of night and fear of darkness That in a corner the small monster sits Under a bed the decapitated corpses Which only also would wait that you by a foot to seize
Huge drill the fear drills you from inside Imagination
You wait more likely morning what to sigh With simplification
Houses you one in deadly empty silence You sleep with included light in avoidance turned back
Going on road on bustling streets Passing a pedestrian crossing in cold sweat On further from hanging down eaves It being afraid to appear engraved
Having won fears you you will be free Regeneration
But all the same sleep with one open eye On a situation