nightmare in progress...
in the darkest of the night
When darkness, so thick can be felt,
Listen closely,
For the egg shaped man who bedevils this place,
His yellow, feverished eyes leer at you,
His long, spidery and hairy arms stretched to pluck you away from your bed,
As his fingers, bony and starved, seek your flesh,
Be careful for he's there in the shadows,
Be careful of the...
When darkness, so thick can be felt,
Listen closely,
For the egg shaped man who bedevils this place,
His yellow, feverished eyes leer at you,
His long, spidery and hairy arms stretched to pluck you away from your bed,
As his fingers, bony and starved, seek your flesh,
Be careful for he's there in the shadows,
Be careful of the...