Are you afraid of the dark?
Of the sin and despair
Which linger in moonlight
And lies thick in the air?
Do you fear all the shadows
Which rise from your dreams?
Nightmares born out of pain
Where nothing’s quite as it seems
Do you shake with each bump
And each thump in the night?
Do the sounds make you shiver?
Does your heart race with fright?
Do you wait for the morning?
Watch for light in the east?
Pray with each haggard breath
For the darkness to cease?
…have you ever felt the pain
Of a night which wouldn’t end?
That wretched sort of torture
Which only Hell could send?
Have you lain awake at nights and dreamt
Of things which might have been?
Or do you replay lives which fell too fast
Inside your memory?
Is there something gnawing in your chest
Which lines your dreams with guilt?
Or do you grieve for fallen dreams
Which can never be rebuilt?
Though suns might rise, and moons might shine
The past can only play on rewind
And, when we look back on the things we seen,
They return to haunt us, inside our dreams.