The demon comes at night he lives inside of you
he makes your blood run cold and all bad dreams come true
he lives inside your mind there's nothing you can do
when he gets inside your mind you know that it is through
You both walk through the fields with the spirits of the dead
the ghosts of those long gone the spectres gently tread
a chill runs down your spine he turns to you and says
you could be home tonight but here you are instead
Soil is creeping, and it's creeping up on you
There's only one way back yes this is what he said
and that's through me and all the spirits of the dead
tonight there is no moon hanging in the sky
just you strung up alone and hoping not to die
so take your chances take me on and we will see
just who is doomed to hell and who will be set free
But just remember this is only borrowed time
and in the end I always get back which is mine.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI