Paranoia at Night

Wind blows faster

Darkness closes in

Monsters grow strong

Courage grows thin

 

Air becomes cold

Pressure is free

It begins to rain

Then I begin to see

 

All of us alive

In the darkness sinning

Fear is futile

There is no winning

 

Some crave death

Others call for mother

Then we all realize

We are monsters to each other

 

Everyone fears one another

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