if there s nothing in the darkness then why do you lie awake something in the shadows is keeping you from sleep what are you afraid of hiding in the night haunting figures appear in the corner of your eye is death waiting to lash out or a ghost behind the breeze a devil in the cornfield or the beast among the trees are those wretched raving ravens all harbringers of your doom is the black cat crossing your path a prelude to your tomb the sun falls like a guillotine the dark comes alive with unsavory beings lock the door and run and hide and hold your breath and you just might survive the night your safety s false your logic s skewed now your complacent point of view will be the true death of you are there creaks in the floorboards when you re alone in the room are there footsteps in the attic with each rising of the moon strange sounds in the distance whatever could they be you re powerless to the deadly foul things lurking unseen the sun falls like a guillotine the dark comes alive with unsavory beings lock the door and run and hide and hold your breath and you just might survive the night your safety s false your logic s skewed now your complacent point of view will be the true death of you  chattering teeth and rattling bones out in the blackness your nightmares grow dreadful thoughts make your blood run cold the witching hour has taken hold deep in the bleak recess of your soul is where the terror makes its home if there s nothing in the darkness then why do you lie awake something in the shadows is keeping you from sleep