Haunting taunting voices in my head,
Whispering things to fill my heart with dread.
They’re conspiring with the monsters under my bed,
And with the beasts lurking in the closet.
They whisper in my ear and say my name,
They think this nightmare is just a game.
Night and day it’s all the same,
These taunting whispers that never end.
They drag my mind to the depths of hell,
Through the burning circles I fell.
To the devil my soul they sell,
Then in my ear he whispers.
“This game has only reached its start,
I promise you I’ll tear your soul apart.
When the fear finally stops your heart,
Only then will the game be done.”