---

When the night comes to me
the monsters and the shadows bloom,
Nobody can see it,
Is my imagination?

It´s so hard, it´s so late,
his throaty voice chaise my sanity,
reality breaks,
What's left of me?

When the nights become free
his wings surround all my body,
they absorb through my lips,
Is an obsession?

It´s so hard, it´s so late,
His throaty voice chaise my sanity,
reality breaks,
What's left of me?

Fear your demons
they´ll come after you
you´d better fight or run away
fear your demons

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.