Shadowman
Tristania
At night, asleep
Nightmares, not dreams
Drag me through the dirt
There is no place to run nor hide
He's in my blood
I try to keep him out
He rules the pain
He makes up the ugly thoughts
The rotten words
He distracts my nerves
His claws
His poisoned laughter twists the knife
His long sharp teeth
Motionless silence, sullen muttering
He holds the blame...
He's in my veins...
He holds the blame
I try to keep him out
He rules the pain inside
He makes up the ugly thoughts
The rotten words
He distracts my nerves
I've never seen his face
But I have felt his breath so many times
Soaked in sweat, sleeping pills and cigarettes
But when the day chases the night away
