Dreams give rise to nightmares. Bred fear and pain they immerse You in your reality from which no escape. These terrible dreams.
You will not believe. You can hear them whisper, They want you dead. You can not manage them, You need them.
They are no longer fiction And not a stupid story, They're part of you. What are you afraid of most in life Come to life and is looking for you. It's time to get rid of them.
I'm not lying or exaggerating, I'm telling the truth. One of us will not survive this night. Maybe you're next.
Hers footsteps, a knock at the door, Flash shadow under the window. It's time. You're not able to go, Time to repay debts.
You will not believe. You can hear them whisper, They want you dead. You can not manage them, You need them.
The fear in his eyes, the last gasp, You already see them. You want to scream, But the ice gripped your throat, One hit and you are a phantom. Now you they are. You feel an insatiable thirst for souls. Time to hunt!